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Mar 2014
There are meteors in your throat
While you cry moon beams
Stars falling from your mouth like and avalanche
The stardust in your soul is unrelenting
And your heart is like a super nova
As the galaxies in your bones expand
And the pain becomes clear
Your creation is like black hole
While the muses play god with your mind
Quinn
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Quinn  22/F/Purgatory
(22/F/Purgatory)   
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   Pam McMill and Meenu Syriac
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