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... and I always remember these few lines that make me think:
Still ... the rays fall silent on noon sparked hills
too small to notice
The finite motion of stars
Too small to notice
The endless boundaries of love
Just the tiniest glimmer of a gem-like reflection
Sparkling in black walls of night
The happiness of small things fades in dark
Still, memories spawn in effusive dreams
A distant laugh from a joy-soaked night
Echo's in the darkness from a "too near" dream.
"Un known"
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