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I stare at the glow-in-the-dark
shapes on the ceiling
I remember when they were just
a heap of stars on our floor
An excited twinkle in your eye
I called you childish
You didn't care
I'm glad
For they now forever gleam
your constellation
YOU ARE READING
Oneiric Ink: Poetry Collection
Poetry[Completed] An eclectic collection of my poetry, some accompanied by my artwork, swayed by the turbulent mood of my mind and the world around me. Some rhyme, all have reason, but there's no rhyme or reason for their order. Poems are mine. Artwork is...
