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Feb 2017
The night air is warm as it brushes past me
Like curtains lit by lightning floating in an open window

The lost moth wanders between suns
From sun to flowering sun
Searching for home in the night
Emma
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Emma  24/F/Ireland
(24/F/Ireland)   
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