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17h
We sit on the edge of the horizon,
and dangle our legs.
hoping that
The Sun
will kiss our feet,
and introduce us to
The Moon,
who she spends forever chasing,
but will never
catch.
anna
Written by
anna  16/F/Scotland
(16/F/Scotland)   
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