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Aug 2018
I think about all the nights
The moon has held me in her mother’s glow
Sent whispered reliefs to me on the wind
And let me hear but for a moment, the gentle lull of the sea
I think about all the days
The sun has kissed away my sorrows with his warmth
Has burnt out everything dark within me and left no scars
I have felt his golden lips on my brow and knew it gilded a blessing into my skin
I know that the rocking of the world does not equate
To the slow circle I made inside of his arms
But if he is away courting the stars that fall to earth for him
Then I will at least allow myself this embrace
And hope that with the turning of the sky above me
So too will my heart fall away from his gravity
If it means I am a comet blazing eternal through space
So be it
At least when I burn
It will light the way only for me
Georgia Marginson-Swart
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Georgia Marginson-Swart  22/F/London
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