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Oct 2017
II.
Just as the lone wolf
makes unrequited love to the moon
each night,
I will wait;
hopelessly yearning for something that
cannot be.

-k.m.
Written by
Kyra Madeleine  19/Toronto.
(19/Toronto.)   
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