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My heart was the moon,
my fingers the stars
and I held the milky way in my eyes
when you told me
you'd rather have the sun.
The first poem-ism thing I wrote in my journal, its really really tiny; don't judge too hard?
My heart was the moon,
my fingers the stars
and I held the milky way in my eyes
when you told me
you'd rather have the sun.
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