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Glow

His soul.
Great and shimmering like the ocean.
It is to glorious, to vast, to be contained in a single body.
The way sunshine leaks through the wooden planks of a wall,
his essence shines through the confines of his skin and his eyes.
Those eyes are transformed by this essence, this eternal flame from within.
They are sparkling gems caught in fire.
The fire of his soul.
The soul that is as vast and glowing as the Mediterranian sea.
If I go, will I find him there?




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Publicerad 2006-04-06 18:39



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