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Aug 2020
I come from where stars have been long forgotten.
I am from the moon.
Made up of tiny fragments from bated hopes.
You are made up of violet skies,
Whilst I’m made up of nothing but blue.
I wish I could tell if your intentions were true.
Just one of my poems I thought I would share here.
Sarah
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Sarah  22/F/England
(22/F/England)   
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     mister truth, --- and Norman Crane
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