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Dec 2018
I stand here thinking
crouching, non blinking
Up to the sky, my eyes they waver
Shades of blue and white, outside it's freezing.

Night sky, cold
Outside, I'm bold
Lights out, where
Night owl, scared.

I stand here thinking
crouching non blinking
One hand towards the stars
My mind is left chasing.
Cylia
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Cylia  23/F
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