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Sep 2014
There is a thirst in my heart that i cannot quench. The thirst for more
More love, more knowledge, more hope, more life. I am hollow inside despite the butterflies in my stomach and the stardust in my veins, I could swallow the universe and still be hungry I am broken and lost but there are maps on my eyelids and my heart is a compass i am learning to control. I will be swept away with every prominent wind and i will fall into oceans looking for that perfect grain of sand. I am not obsessed with perfection I am looking for you, under every rock and in every blade of grass, even in the roots of the trees that  were already here when the earth was new, i am searching and searching and i cannot find you. So i will stay here amidst the stars and hope that soon you will look up to the constellations and you will find me.
Georgia Marginson-Swart
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Georgia Marginson-Swart  22/F/London
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