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A Poem by Moon
Inky Hallucinations
Dripped from your inky fingertips
Surrounded by the same letters
Frazzled by different sounds
I rope your eyes down
over ..
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A Poem by Moon
Capital R
So Rawly Romantic
What is time with you
Time, doest stop but
gets lost
The hands turn and turn into
brown endless magnets
the spi..
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