WHEN THE NIGHTS BLOOM
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☆~ " When the night blooms,
The world whirls into the arms of the moon,
And all I see,
Is the harmony, of star-kissed runes. "~☆
// Welcome to the collection of :-
☆Original songs
♡ Poetic imaginations
♤Midnight musings
♧Pillow thoughts
--Where every letter spells a feeling, every word tells a story and every page tugs you to a dance of emotions! //
◇~ "Like glimmering diamonds in the sky,
You adorn my life ." ~◇
-Kay
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