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Flowers as dark as night,
a soul as bright as day,
the one seen o'er here,
is the blossom of thy cheer,
Had it not been the darkness of those lilies,
the daffodils wouldn't have been here
For there would not be light,
without the presence of night,
and no clear vision or sight,
of a definition of right.
The inevitable thought,
of a world with no flaw,
Is just an erroneous dream,
of the possible world that may seem,
as bright as day,
Just... as scintillating as that epoch,
from which your dream came.
Yet thou, my maiden, are present,
in this life,
in my life;
You expressing the sparkle of light,
and me being the gloaming of thy night...
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Poetry#66 in poetry 5/11/17 ~~~ Yet something hasn't changed, for I still wished I could pulverize into atoms, and become the air you breathe in... ~~~ From when she made me human...
