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Dec 2016
my hair falls onto my pillow
the night sky spilling
onto the blank canvas
i gaze at the plastic stars
the light dim from the dead stars
not as bright as the moon.

Not as bright as you.
#stars
Constellations
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Constellations  You know where to find me
(You know where to find me)   
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