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24-Stars-of-Nirvana

Published: Nov 22, 2014

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I am blue
and he is red,
my body cold
from tears I shed.

I see him standing
in the void,
and softly he stares,
my fear destroyed.

As he advances,
the color I made
decides to depart,
by a fracture then a fade.

With very vibration,
my veins are undone.
In his bare embrace
I'm a white-hot sun.

Fading for fall

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