MIDNIGHT
You were tall, hair black as midnight
When we kissed in baroque autumn twilight
And dead leaves blew in the cold
When we were just eight years old
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Sounds like a girls journey into winter dreams unable to take her man home
GreenAtheist
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June 2, 2018
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