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Sep 2018
i stayed up through the night
and watched the moon get chased across the sky
and watched as the serenity of night
brought forth the bleakness of day
in all its empty whites
bitter blues
and tired greys
there’s something to be said about a sunrise
in which the sun is nowhere to be found
Written by
y'ay'a  16/F/Moon
         Kris Balubar, suzanne, Kalon, susan, Mohamed Nasir and 2 others
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