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shine down to the earth below. A rich, deep blue illuminates the sky. And the clouds are silhouetted against the heavens... Love and peace float throughout the air, like the fragrance of a flower. Beauty, herself, reigns among this land. She is sweeter than sugar and finer than wine and how dearly I wish that she could be mine.... |
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as the black sky rests.. The gleaming white dots melt, through the dark, mysterious canvas. Though the stars peek through, they are still light years away. like the abyss that now surrounds him. They appear to call out to him, whispering his name. He lifts his arm and reaches, to the crystal diamonds above. from a star he can not reach. But the more he tries to reach the star, the farther and farther it seems. He opens his hand, which is empty. The star he wishes for disappears. He stop and turns. Then walks away... |