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Nov 2021
The moon and I
We speak a silent language
For me it’s a lamp
between the stars
Every night I look up at the sky
I search for my moon
To make me smile.
Like a devine decoration
you light up
midnight blue ceiling
every time
Seems you’re only there for me
Never have I ever
wished upon a star
when all I do is look at you.



Shell✨🐚
Solange Loe-Sack-Sioe
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