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Jun 2022
i think of him
the constellations align in perfect concurrence with the precious moon,
and i sit in quietude with my eyes diverted towards the infinite dark wonders of the sky,
and i think of him.
mikayla swiecichowski
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mikayla swiecichowski  20/F/depere,wisconsin
(20/F/depere,wisconsin)   
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