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Jan 2018
A thick silky ebony sky
Warming us with its salty tears
A quick sharp beautiful dance
That masks the mundane fears
Oh how those sorrows prance about
Making souls fly
Causing the desire for tomorrow to begin
Cease until morning sunrise
emmie cosgrove
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emmie cosgrove  20/Gender Fluid/London
(20/Gender Fluid/London)   
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   Imran Islam
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