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May 2015
I'm cheating on my
boyfriend with the moon. It moves
me how nothing does,

Pulls the tides within
me, makes my heart full with joy.
Ours is secret love.

The moon and I talk
sometimes I cry or I laugh,
and the moon beams back.

And like me, the moon
can be half full on some nights.
Born from the same light.
Written by
Rosemary
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