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Amidst the night of impossible seams loom til starlight and the soul we bleed. And as I wonder the wandering song of shadow, alas the dream where we long is hallowed

Amidst the night of impossible seams loom til starlight and the soul we bleed. And as I wonder the wandering song of shadow, alas the dream where we long is hallowed

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Damn, I was just now trying to make a thread with that exact title but it’s already in use.

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Beautiful poem. Please keep posting.

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Reminds me of the moody blues

The end of nights in white satin

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