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2d
Flying, light bound
Does it define heaven?
Artificial at night to the phone
Is it seen as a place they call home?
What wonder must define their brain
When in theory, they all think the same

Moth

JJB
John Bartholomew
Written by
John Bartholomew  45/M/Cambridge
(45/M/Cambridge)   
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