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twelve
pause my eyes
as sun waves to moon
and still-born stars gasp
at midnight, a country of two
breath becomes singular
once becomes plural
and time becomes ours
as sun waves to moon
and still-born stars gasp
at midnight, a country of two
breath becomes singular
once becomes plural
and time becomes ours
Published 7th Dec 2017
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7th Dec 2017 10:49am
Time, is binding... as it marches on, with or without ! 🌈🌞😎🌹
Anonymous
7th Dec 2017 2:49pm
Such a breathtaking and beautiful moment you've captured here. Leaves one utterly without breath. ((you))
