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Jan 2016
Full moon o'er me,
Same sky o'er you

Calm, it holds me like a love song
Spice, your scent wraps me like a love song
But the music, O, it permeates low and sad
For these dreams shall leave me short of waking
The night is all we have,
It stays through the wanting, a pause between a key
The wind shall move with ease, betwixt these
Hollow desires of mine
So gather me close, 'fore the night grows long
Melt within the hope, safe, whole and warm
For once, let not the fates divide us, but entwine.
Alexandria Hope
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Alexandria Hope  25/Gender Fluid/Doolin, Clare, Ireland
(25/Gender Fluid/Doolin, Clare, Ireland)   
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