Just as slowly
as she waxes and wanes
In my youngest
all I did was gaze
The first time I slept outside
I stepped into the middle of the night
Covered
In a light blue dew and when I saw her
I dried up. She was becoming full
And small
and I was just
Becoming unbecoming
Aug 15, 2019
Aug 15, 2019 at 6:52 PM UTC
Just as slowly
as she waxes and wanes
In my youngest
all I did was gaze
The first time I slept outside
I stepped into the middle of the night
Covered
In a light blue dew and when I saw her
I dried up. She was becoming full
And small
and I was just
Becoming unbecoming
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