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Jun 20
The first thing I've ever compared you to
Was fireflies on a summer night
Lighting up the darkness
That I was surrounded in

It's a summer night
I'm in a dark place
Why is there a firefly
In my living room?
At this point the universe is ******* with me
And I'm sobbing to a bug in my house,
Probably traumatizing a lightning bug
Kalliope
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Kalliope  27/F/Home
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