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I was born between space and time.

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Umaima Junejo
I was born between space and time.

Under four moons and a planet 
I gyrate as they do,
Unraveling my whispers, 
Unfolding my walls. 
They catch every 
Piece of me and I lay
In their phosphorescence,
Vulnerable and pulverised 
And I'm at home. 
-U.J

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Born Moon Space Stars Universe
Poetry Genre: 
Drama Freestyle Melodrama Tragedy Verse
Topic: 
The Afterlife
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Dean Kuch

Fantabulous poetry, Umaima Junejo.
You've been doin' this awhile, I can tell.
Exceptional...
~Dean

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Umaima Junejo

Thank you! And well I have been writing since I was 11. (I'm 18 now) 

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Dean Kuch

Seven years, that's quite a while... :)
You're very welcome.
~Dean

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