I was a little wild one
He took out all the stars for me whipping them in constellations to be born in existence.
O how elegant the sight of the moon.
I was like a whore walking the streets.
The fearless one;
Not tame
While I walked without reason; cause; name.
I was in love
But I was lost….
Like child in the woods.
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