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Rated: E · Poetry · Emotional · #2247367
a poem about light
we are all made of light,
they say.
that used to be my favorite thing.
but i think i might be the moon
she's cold, isn't she.
dead. isn't she.
and for all her light and beauty
It's none of it real.
she's just really good at reflecting
something else's light.
isn't she?
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