✧ Selenophile | Poetry
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  • Reads 9,720
  • Votes 612
  • Parts 22
  • Time 11m
Complete, First published Mar 25, 2020
❝ the sun watches what I do
but the moon knows all my secrets ❞
. . .
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#1 in poetry - march 14th, 2022
#3 in the dead poets awards 2020
. . .
☆ completed on july 25th, 2021
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