Long Beard moths

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every night,
I watch from my window,
the moths,
dancin round the fake moon
sun will rise
and hit our eyes
through tiny shutter lines
summer time
I know why you still
wear your winter coat
(don't want to grow)
I know why you still climb
into other people's clothes
wanting to preserve, but
only stealing their bones
I grew out of mine

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