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Jan 2022
The light was burnin' low;
the sky poured me rains,
he's on the other side
of the pole.

I tucked myself in
and sang a lullaby
for a nearly dead star.
It whispered how it misses home,
and I couldn't agree more.
Written by
psyche  26/F/from the unknown galaxy
(26/F/from the unknown galaxy)   
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