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the moon rises and soothes my heated skin red and blistered from the sun’s brutal eyes harsh and judging giving me no blink of a break a gentle touch caresses and heals my peeling cheeks staring directly into such hot eyes leaves a piercing feeling through the back of my skull and an orange glow over my pupil the moon’s soft glow allows my eyes to open wide with wonder no fear of being blinded warm pleasant air keeps me from freezing underneath that pretty white glow in daylight the wind is vicious and whips me in the face hurting where I’m already burned a whole night for me to heal only to be blistered again
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Oct 24, 2018
Oct 24, 2018 at 4:15 PM UTC
moonchild
the moon rises and soothes my heated skin red and blistered from the sun’s brutal eyes harsh and judging giving me no blink of a break a gentle touch caresses and heals my peeling cheeks staring directly into such hot eyes leaves a piercing feeling through the back of my skull and an orange glow over my pupil the moon’s soft glow allows my eyes to open wide with wonder no fear of being blinded warm pleasant air keeps me from freezing underneath that pretty white glow in daylight the wind is vicious and whips me in the face hurting where I’m already burned a whole night for me to heal only to be blistered again
rselisabeth
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Oct 24, 2018
Oct 24, 2018 at 4:15 PM UTC
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