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Oct 2015
16
after the sun, you reached for my hand

you said it was the moon in me
that was stronger than earth's gravity

you said if you'd created the stars
you would've put me in with gods

you said when the world ends
you'll die a sundial's shadow
without my light to paint you
friendly reminder that i only write platonic stuff
glassea
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glassea  24/USA
(24/USA)   
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