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Sep 2014
she was every star in my night sky
i was a handful of fireflies she kept in a jar
she was my sun;
illuminating my entire world
i was her lamp;
glowing dimly in the corner of her room

i still sees stars every night
all of the fireflies died out
i still wake up to the sun every morning
she turned off the light.


mndi
wyatt rabbit
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wyatt rabbit  26/fantasyland
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   Bharti Singh
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