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The silence of the darkest hour, The blinking star

The silence of the darkest hour, The blinking stars and arc moon, The ticking clock and whirling fan, All witness the poetry that flew, Like a waterfall brushing against the rocks, Was the ink against the paper. Sheets crumbled up everywhere, A lamp flickering in the breeze; Every day a new love was found, Every night the solitude scribbled poetry. Every night was key to the lock Of the day's dream of secret desires. And every night she wished for miracles, For every day she lived. Eyes shining In hope and prayers, She wished upon the universe " For once, just for once, Let me be a muse, in someone else's poetry." Wishes. Do they ever come true? 🖤 #wishes #ajourneytodiscoverlife #pajtdl #qajtdl #lovequotes #poetrycommunity #poetry #muse
The silence of the darkest hour, The blinking stars and arc moon, The ticking clock and whirling fan, All witness the poetry that flew, Like a waterfall brushing against the rocks, Was the ink against the paper. Sheets crumbled up everywhere, A lamp flickering in the breeze; Every day a new love was found, Every night the solitude scribbled poetry. Every night was key to the lock Of the day's dream of secret desires. And every night she wished for miracles, For every day she lived. Eyes shining In hope and prayers, She wished upon the universe " For once, just for once, Let me be a muse, in someone else's poetry." Wishes. Do they ever come true? 🖤 #wishes #ajourneytodiscoverlife #pajtdl #qajtdl #lovequotes #poetrycommunity #poetry #muse
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