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Sep 2019
the night was black with starlight
black and blue galaxies
sprawled across my skin
tear drops glittered, shooting stars caught in my lashes
your lips brush mine lightly
pink and yellow flowers tell me you’re sorry
I hold them to my chest like I’m gluing my heart back together
the bad days are over

at least thats what you tell me
Vela
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Vela  21/F/Around
(21/F/Around)   
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   Bogdan Dragos
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