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Sewn To The Page
Out on the balcony, they stood together
wind wild and rummaging through the trees
She wore nothing but the moonlight
So many wishes she could have made that night
As he wondered how she’d like it here
sewn to the pages of this brittle story
A character in a poem
timeless in a way
with him when he reads
but gone
when he closes that book again
One last act before their stories parted
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Tuesday 19th September 2023 5:26 pm
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