My Radiant Goddess of The Night
My Radiant Goddess Of The Night

My Radiant Goddess of The Night

Here we are under a star-studded sky, over the moist but warm still sands of an empty beach. Here we are on this magic island, where our story, the one that is only about the two of us, has begun.

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The Chimney Sweep
The Chimney Sweep

The Chimney Sweep

The chimney sweep sits on the rooftop of the city moonless night. Stars by the millions gaze like magnificent gatherings in the universe, through luminescent eyes, with infinite shades of white, in full display, just for him.

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Those Shiny Curls of Mine
Those Shiny Curls Of Mine

Those Shiny Curls of Mine

The gentle breeze tussles freely, those shiny curls of mine. The vast ocean reflects a magnificent canvas drawing to eternity, those incandescent eyes that I belong to, now and forever.

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The Boy in The Picture
The Boy In The Picture

The Boy in The Picture

The boy leans forward with his hands on the soil, his legs bent, his feet off the ground except for his tippy-toes. He is ready to bolt like a sprinter. But his head tells a different story. With his neck overextended, tilted to one side, he gazes in the distance. Is it an intense stare?

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Silence Within the Music
Silence Within The Music

Silence Within the Music

There is stillness in the air, no sound within the music, fidelity exclaim perfection. The notes sing glory, there is purity in the air; the violins weep, the cellos cry, the trumpets sing, the piano chants to the deepest ends of our hearts.

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A Strong Group of Few
A Strong Group A Few

A Strong Group of Few

Once upon a time, There was this strong group of few, They came from faraway lands, They had Wills of Steel, Their Flag was engraved on their Spirits, Their Country was sculpted on their Souls, And their loved ones carved on their Hearts.

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Way, way up there
Way, Way Up There

Way, way up there

Way, way up there Where one can almost touch the sky, well beyond the horizon, there is an endless rainbow, filled with extraordinary colors, so bright and shiny, that they are a feast to the eye beyond wonder.

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