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 Mar 2019 meg
FrikinTrash
Light.
 Mar 2019 meg
FrikinTrash
You say that comparing you
To the stars would be an insult.
To them.

Frankly, I don’t care for their:
Cold,
Distant,
Light.

You are my light, that comforts
Me in the darkness.
Your arms are a:
Warm,
Gentle,
Home, for my heart.

Calming the tempest in my mind.
Written 11/03/19, for them

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