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Moth in Moonlight
Now outgrown the cradle
Of my coccoon
No longer fearful
What the dark conceals
For my wings are headed
To what the moon reveals
Tuesday 13th August 2019 1:51 pm
Diary Of The Southern Queen Entry #2 {Sometimes}
{Diary Of The Southern Queen Entry #2} {Sometimes}
Sometimes
I feel
lost in
this evil
corrupted
world we
have to
call home
©One_Pissed_Off_American_Ghost_Writer/Tina Glover 12/08/2017 all rights reserved
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