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Jan 2023
sometimes i think that the moon is mine
and that i am the the moon’s.
her craters wink at me,
a signal of secrets shared and kept.
caroline h
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caroline h  19/F/minneapolis, mn
(19/F/minneapolis, mn)   
     TSPoetry, Heleli and Joseph Miller
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