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Oct 2020
we;re soon to get a big blue moon
so about to escape my comfort cocoon
I'll flap my wings, as high as the sky
but scared of heights, so don't know why
then fly all the way, to the big blue moon
as i need to escape from my little cocoon
so if you see my wings, flapping around
i must of made it back, to solid ground
or ive over done it on the nectar again
and simply lying, ****** in the rain!
by Jemia x
Written by
Jemia de Blondeville  63/Transgender Female/hastings
(63/Transgender Female/hastings)   
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