Twilight

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Held in the twilight of my imagination

That raids the land of maledict creation

When the spirit dies in the endless abhorrence

In the corners of the cognition of impatience

The light of my heart burns aglow, my dear

As your love takes over the colossal fear

That ripens the fruit to blossom and bear

Telling the truth that ignites the beauty

Sending the soul to sing the litany of purity

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April 3, 2007

Tiffany Pradeep