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In the glow of an intransigent moon, she looked up at dull stars with a twinkling bitterness. All she wanted was the sun. She wanted endless yellows and reds. Blues. Greens. Light to be shed upon her world. But she was stuck under a film of grey. And the night would not relent.
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Dec 28, 2014
Dec 28, 2014 at 4:23 PM UTC
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In the glow of an intransigent moon, she looked up at dull stars with a twinkling bitterness. All she wanted was the sun. She wanted endless yellows and reds. Blues. Greens. Light to be shed upon her world. But she was stuck under a film of grey. And the night would not relent.
alyssa-rose
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Dec 28, 2014
Dec 28, 2014 at 4:23 PM UTC
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