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Apr 2018
Twinkling stars reflect in his deep blue iris,
He’s possessed by the stars he said,
As I to him,
Nothing but him and I, and time in our hands to spend it with,
Nothing but the world we flick and kick in a blink,
Nothing but him and I.
Written by
Bambi  18/F
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