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Planet Earth
You tell me I live on a different planet,
smiling, the way you smile
and sadly I agree
for when I look beneath
the earth is black,
my feet rooted to its soil
and when I look above
I see one moon,
waxing to a waning womb
and all around me vast skies,
peppered with my dreams,
every star I ever wished on
cold and dark and distant
as I breathe
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Tuesday 30th November 2010 3:41 pm
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