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Oct 2020
I make coffee at 3 am
and take it out to the porch
nursing the heat
between my freezing fingers

the stars smile down on me
I spell your name
like a new constellation
but I can't find you

here
Emma Elisabeth Wood
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Emma Elisabeth Wood  F/UK
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