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Jan 2017
As the moon waned,
You did, too.

I chose to stay.
I chose to wait.

I prayed for the orb in my night sky.
All i saw was darkness.

I received word
That the moon had been destroyed.

Good-bye.
Anna Starr
Written by
Anna Starr  21/NYC
(21/NYC)   
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