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Spellbound Trance

Escaping reality. Pretty short poem.
I go walking.
Through the woods.
Beyond the forest.
Into the deep emptiness
Of the velvet blue sky.

Where the world fades away,
Into the vast beauty of the night.
And white starlight,
Fills the very air I breathe in.
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Published: 4/17/2015
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