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Oct 2018
And all at once
My feather in the wind
Was taken to a point of no reach
A point beneath
Of which I held with extreme fright
But you eased me into the night
I wanted nothing to do with the light
You said alright, and kissed me
Our last hours sliver of sight
Written by
Constantia  20/F
   eileen, Fawn and Mindless wanderer
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