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An Inch of Space Upon pained regret did we lock eyes,An Inch of Space by ~Dreadhawk
My back to Earth and yours to sky.
What twist of fate had us tethered,
Upon these lives in which we're feathered?
What ill intent fooled you so,
That caused you to stoop so low?
My wealth your target - you stole my heart,
You're surely the master of your art.
It was this night of all that I was shaken,
To reclaim that which was gladly taken.
And the nights that followed followed swift,
As we two joined to cross the rift.
Your eyes I recall were as bright as stars,
Softly dimming the sound of cars.
And the blush spread across your face,
We were separated by an inch of space.
I sought you of
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Sta.sh
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I must not fear. Fear is the mind-killer.
Fear is the little-death that brings total obliteration.
I will face my fear. I will permit it to pass over me and through me.
And when it has gone past I will turn the inner eye to see its path.