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Mar 28
Under the sapphire sky
That's dusted with clusters of stars
I lay down on the grass
I started to count it one by one
I started to draw imaginary lines
Like constellations, they draw
Your full name right
Sometimes, it's nice to imagine the stars watching us, and thinking "what happened to these two?".
Joseph Silverstone
Written by
Joseph Silverstone  19/M/Mnl
     Em MacKenzie and PoetryJournal
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