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Jan 2020
So here I was, the Astronaut.
Allowed into her private outer space.
Blessed to venture above and beyond,
Finding new secrets in everyplace


Making all my stars align,
she became my new Astrology.
Leaving me, blinded and moonstruck,
As I tried to map out Destiny.
Dog Years
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Dog Years  31/M/ep tx
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         vb, Michael Marro, TheRaven, Edward, Sparrow and 1 other
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