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May 2020
You love the sky so much
that when the shiniest star
hath moved,
you call a desp'rate plea
to win her back.

Never had you noticed
how firmly pinned I've been
on the same old spot
you once have loved.
psyche
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psyche  26/F/from the unknown galaxy
(26/F/from the unknown galaxy)   
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