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  • Writer: and the moon speaks again
    and the moon speaks again
  • Jul 30, 2021
  • 1 min read

I make love

with the world

and I find myself somewhere between worlds;


a messenger from the stars

and a mere human

on the surface

of rocks we never seem

to care for,


I simply want to show the ways of the world

and the way that our miracles stem

from this very planet


but everyone seems


to want to leave.




 
 
 

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