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Apr 2018
I was the wind and you were my alibi
I was here, i was there, i was, i am
I'm staying here until i love myself
Constant elevation
Gravity gravitating but still i levitate
I'm usually very loud but I'll hush every voice in my head just to hear you talk to me
Like An elliptical colloquial exchange, my emotions are orbital
Revolving around my understanding of what it means to be independently me
Evolving i swerved towards the edge of a precipice of my yesterday, mounting into a system of stars, stellar remnants, interstellar gas, dust, and dark matter.
I'm staying here until i love myself
My heart, an association generally arranged into sheets and filaments surrounded by immense voids, I'm a galaxy!
A conglomeration of my own understanding of what it means to be independently me, i am staying here.
Priscillah Mazvita Mitchelle
Written by
Priscillah Mazvita Mitchelle  33/F/Pretoria, South Africa
(33/F/Pretoria, South Africa)   
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   Sam and Wordmancer
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