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She would drain the stars dry,         corpses of lifeless mounds hollow and drifting. Hunger is a ravenousness               unfulfilled desire. Never attained but still stars scream. Expired in the darkness,                cadavers hang silently. The stars are glistening,          A sky of fireflies dying.
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Apr 20, 2018
Apr 20, 2018 at 8:50 AM UTC
Hollow Fireflies Linger
She would drain the stars dry,         corpses of lifeless mounds hollow and drifting. Hunger is a ravenousness               unfulfilled desire. Never attained but still stars scream. Expired in the darkness,                cadavers hang silently. The stars are glistening,          A sky of fireflies dying.
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Apr 20, 2018
Apr 20, 2018 at 8:50 AM UTC
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