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Jun 2019
I
stand tall
on the tip of an
iceberg, as it sinks into
the depths of the infinite ocean,
an azure blanket under thousands of stars.
My sharp wit and clever mind cannot save me now;
I await my demise, my death, with a brilliant smile and open arms.
willow sophie
Written by
willow sophie  the universe
(the universe)   
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   Bogdan Dragos
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