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The white dress

Walking down the woods,
Enjoying the emerald hill's of marvel land.
Evening and glory,
Down the woods saw a belle in a white dress,
My thought's began to wonder,
As my eyes refused to blink.
For the face and white dress were gleaming,
A song 'skinny love' started play in my head.
Sought to shelter from cold heartless winds,
Falling into invisible arm's,
Hoping my desire will be filled.

Every time you fade,
Taciturn has enough time.

Reverberating ,

When i woke up it was just an illusion,
Your thought's heck bye.
Hoping one day, the sky fades ,
I'II be free the good day, some day,
Hoping if you visit me again,
For the true love is not far away.

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