Living Wood

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A gem flows through it,

The jewel water

Water shined as a diamond

A diamond just polished in her light

She gave me light walking through it

Her as the moon, not only have me light

But a mute melody

With both a flowing and brushing breeze

As darkness laid on my eyes,

The drowsy tune of a cricket's symphony

Playing on my ears

Though this place holds my heart, my stroll must end here.

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⏰ Last updated: Mar 01, 2014 ⏰

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