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HaikuMagician

Published: Jan 5, 2014

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The silent Emotion,
A desolate Wonderland,
Pure Beautiful Agony
To be explored,
But never Conquered.

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SilverWynd

Jan 5, 2014

This is lovely, beautifully written and quite profound.

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