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Sep 2017
i am his moon,
though he will never say.

i lit his way through the dark.
he was never without the promise of home.

he is my sun.

five hundred and sixty days
without sunscreen.
my flesh is burnt beyond recognition.
Qynn
Written by
Qynn  23/F/Pittsburgh
(23/F/Pittsburgh)   
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