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Boi Aug 2019
Sometimes even Moon refuses to leave the sky,
the star-adorned sky where it's free
and chooses to imprison itself, being jaded
by everything but you.

It sticks around for your mornings some;
It said watching you every night isn't enough, not even for forever, and I couldn't help but feel jealous.
Boi Jan 2020
I think it’s an hour to sunrise
Breezy winds, weather of winter
The horizon of man made light shimmers
So little yet so many specks
Variant but in unison making a shade of violet
That just about kisses the navy sky freckled with turbulent glitter

It’s very wonderful. It’s really wonderful.
I wish I found someone as wonderful, sometimes.

I mean it’s really cold and we barely have anything on,
But I’m happy you’re watching it with me.

Maybe let’s stay a little.
It’s pretty cold ngl.

— The End —