without a name

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his bronze sunshine skin glows in the darkness that surrounds us ;

a cheeky grin found deep within the shadows of the stage.

his name is hidden away, but the difference it doesn't make.

he's gorgeous.

mystery glances at him, offering a token of anonymity. i

cannot speak, only smile.

i'm small and hesitant, but that's okay.

i think i'm fine with admiring from afar, and dreaming of stars

anyway.

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