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Oct 2015
Beneath the moonlight,
gently my pain
I detach
putting it in the dark sky
spreading it throughout
replacing the stars,
one by one
until my pain
is the only thing that shines
and the shimmers tickle
my weary eyes.

So then in relief, sighs
My pain has become my starlight
and the shooting star
of other's grieving heart.

Queenie Florentino
Written by
Queenie Florentino  Philippines
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