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she is a song
a temple of glass
an ageless sky
    she's felt loss
    in stars that fell
    but oh-
such a sweet, sweet fall
to my knees
i pray before her
nothing but a broken man
     a crown less king
     who's naked
     raw in spirit
     but oh-
such a euphoric entrapment
her lips on my
torn wings
on my black heart
     she breathes in my
     darkness
     and exhales her
     light

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