Category: beams
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Call Me Sunshine
I am a chocolate sunrise floating over still land A part of God’s divine plan People regard me as beautiful but fail to understand… That my existence is not equated to the abundance of man Pull out your paint brush and stroke… The deep, broad curves…
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Radar
Radar with lightning precision your eyes lock on to mine we are destined for a collision light beams shooting through untouched realms of our minds we dine on a lover’s twilight that is limitless… it exists in and out of time Love Always, Esha <3
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