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Oct 2020
I could be your queen,
your starry night,
your midnight world and all the cosmos...
Yet all good things must end.

When the sun rises, I will fade,
disappearing into the dawn.
Weep not, I will return, once night emerges -
and the universe itself will sing.
Written by
Cassia Jackson  26/F/Hufflepuff
(26/F/Hufflepuff)   
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     daphne, S Michaels and Eshwara Prasad
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