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Apr 2018
"I don't want to burn her"
the sun called out to her love
so she just watched the moon as she rose
with a sense of fear and longing
for all she ever wanted was the moon

"why won't she look at me"
the moon questioned her light
because the sun no longer looked at her
with love that burned so bright
she now looks at her in fear
jaden
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jaden  20/Transmasculine/KC --> Chicago
(20/Transmasculine/KC --> Chicago)   
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