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I will collapse into bed before my knees give out before me. I will darken my bedside light like the moon when she eclipses the sun. Blocking out his brightness. Blackening his reach. I am too much like the moon. And I am trembling.
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Jul 14, 2013
Jul 14, 2013 at 1:27 AM UTC
My Resting in Space
I will collapse into bed before my knees give out before me. I will darken my bedside light like the moon when she eclipses the sun. Blocking out his brightness. Blackening his reach. I am too much like the moon. And I am trembling.
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Jul 14, 2013
Jul 14, 2013 at 1:27 AM UTC
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