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whisper, whisper
turn of moonlight glaze
beneath the tempestuous gaze
tormented torrents, tempests blaze
glacial frostbite daze
whisper, whisper
our spin in silent grace
hearts in our embrace
moments of your face
a universe of space

Nicholas Kyle Edwards

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