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Aug 2013
I thought of people like planets,

love, a star.

romance occurring in orbit.

while you thought of love like a galaxy merger,

colliding heavily into one,

losing memory of any previous orbit.

me; a rogue planet,

ejected and orbiting

the galaxy.

never gravitationally bound to any star.
makaila hemp
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