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Empty hands reach out,
nothing answers, nothing stays;
despair eats the sun.
About the Creator
Luna
I create stories and poems, and am known for deleting them if I start finding them cringey or meh (this includes any that listed in challenges). I goof my tags sometimes, too. Whoops.
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