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Mar 2021
the night is long and I am a short woman -
moved by the breeze, gazing at the stars.
the night is long, and at length unknown,
but as a holder of giants, and the planets afar.
Written by
saarahe  25/F/fl
(25/F/fl)   
432
   Ledge
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