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Jul 20
I know not of the stars
but I know your face
I can gift you the moon
But I know you want that cake
Your round face
Staring at me
Your full lips
Trembling as you kiss my kneeย ย 
From the windowย 
The moon looked on eagerlyย 
as we joyfully devoured our cake.
Written by
Rammy  22/F
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