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Jun 22
I kissed the day, it turned
into night.
I waited…. and…
you brought the moon.
Making my dreams come true.
Along came the dawn.
With break of day
you were going away.
Birth of the sun
Making me blush and bloom
while waiting for you.
My moon.

Happiness means letting go
while staying whole.

Shell ✨🐚
Solange Loe-Sack-Sioe
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