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She sat by herself under the moonlight,
Intentions leaving her mind but not her mouth,
Lips moving in manifestation
Even though sound did not find escape.
Night surrounded her like a nest,
Creatures quieted their cocophany of noises,
Entranced by her dedicated to the moon.
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Josey Pickering
Autistic, non-binary, queer horror nerd with a lot to say.
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