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Sep 2015
Ever since we looked together
the moon will never be the same.
The dull aching light reflects into the
atmosphere, speaking nothing but your name.

At least we never had a moment together
with the sun,
Or my heart and mind would be
burned to the darkest crisp.
Well done.
Jessica McFall
Written by
Jessica McFall  26/F/Wisconsin
(26/F/Wisconsin)   
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