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I can't take a picture of the moon i'm phoneless what am i supposed to do with this moment i'd rather give you* what the moon has given to me (deflect) the halo around her body the first time i ever felt rays the window cant block her message she's here staring right at me but i can't have her i admitted defeat once do i have to do it twice (again)? (what am i supposed to do with this moment) i cried to the artist with her work on display i didn't know i had that kind of empathy in me i'm surprising myself more and more everday
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Apr 3, 2016
Apr 3, 2016 at 11:31 PM UTC
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I can't take a picture of the moon i'm phoneless what am i supposed to do with this moment i'd rather give you* what the moon has given to me (deflect) the halo around her body the first time i ever felt rays the window cant block her message she's here staring right at me but i can't have her i admitted defeat once do i have to do it twice (again)? (what am i supposed to do with this moment) i cried to the artist with her work on display i didn't know i had that kind of empathy in me i'm surprising myself more and more everday
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Apr 3, 2016
Apr 3, 2016 at 11:31 PM UTC
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