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Nov 2018
Your pull is so strong,
Nothing can escape it,
Not even the light of my life.

Those vulnerable to your gravity
Become minor satellites,
Forced to orbit you.

They are not resilient rocky bodies.
They are cracked and fissured,
Locked in decaying orbits.
Written by
Eryri
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