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Jul 2017
I wrote to Jupiter
That it will take some time.
That I know he lay ashes
But the fire I put out.
I wrote to Venus
About the silly things
That she often said,
And I wonder
Did the astrals
Shoot their arrows in my head.
How I got myself here
When did I tug away
And far I have drifted
As I lay sad and astray.
I wrote to Jupiter
On merit and plea,
I wrote Venus
On why she painted me.
I love the strangeness
Of the bellis growing freely
But I'm a plucked blossom
Needing to regrow to be free.
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loggi  21/M
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