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Feb 2018
5
art is my place
writing, my emotions
and both scramble
foolishly
to create a place for me
to gather my scattered being from the stars

but i must devote my strewn stars
so that they trace a glimmering path as i fall
and i must make the beauty that makes me
Written by
Lilah
206
     Quinn and Zing amA
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