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Jun 2014
Streamers are stars
that can't seem to find their
proper place in the sky and so
they just keep on falling
again and again and again,
and I just keep on
shooting them up
into the blues every time they
hit the mid floors of my night.
Marie-Niege
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Marie-Niege
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