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Jan 2021
behind half-closed eyes
the moon turns slowly, watching—
all the silent winter shadows
slipping across star-glazed hills,
twisting into heart shapes without knowing

PorcelainTears [Anna-Maria]
December 28, 2020
PorcelainTears
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