Have you ever looked at the sky and have not loved the stars or even the moon but the beauty in the darkness the loveliness of the nights sky and how each shade of obsidian seemed to make the stars shine a little brighter and the moon glow a most luminous shade of pale white.
No? Then you have never seen the night.
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Tales of the Soul
PoesieI won't write soppy love tales of how love won. I won't write to tell you of how the good guys saved the day. No I'll write depressing stories, heartbreaking lines and agonizing words and sorrowful letters and I swear that I won't write line...
