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Oct 2014
I have come
      and bound the stars into your hands.
My constellation echoes
   Because you are.
I am not just one
          Ruined,
This is devastated
           Dancing around forsaken.
Nothing willing, but consenting.
   And you are, (to me)
Sky and freedom worthwhile and I
Bind the stars to your hands
To mark you my universe.
Written by
Lauren Batchelor
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