Mini moon, orbiting me, clinging to my words.
Now a rogue planet, you're independent with
your own warmth.
My child no matter.
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Author:
JDB (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: September 19th, 2024 22:09
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Comments1
Great write
Thank you. It just happened for some reason as I thought of my children.
You're welcome
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