I stroll down the barren paths bathed in moonlight with the wintry breeze ablow. Thoughts of you fill my mind with their gentle madness intoxicating my senses to calm. I dance off the ground & giggle in solitude whispering volumes to your wonderful presence besides me. You do not exist but I surrendered my soul to your mortal emptiness & alas I still linger onto those imaginary pieces of you.
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