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She was so hung up on the moon that she forgot it disappeared sometimes and every time they would remind her to which she would reply "he's still there quiet but aware and i'm still here waiting, unafraid" but young one do you not see the light? the ever glow of the morn that causes you to stir and awaken from your slumber that shines on you that you may live one more day the moon may define the day with its orbit but it can never be called the day without the sun
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Jul 22, 2017
Jul 22, 2017 at 4:45 AM UTC
introducing: the knight of the day
She was so hung up on the moon that she forgot it disappeared sometimes and every time they would remind her to which she would reply "he's still there quiet but aware and i'm still here waiting, unafraid" but young one do you not see the light? the ever glow of the morn that causes you to stir and awaken from your slumber that shines on you that you may live one more day the moon may define the day with its orbit but it can never be called the day without the sun
sometimes, we need to have a little of both so here i am, giving 2 portions of my heart to one called the moon and the other, called the sun
lunar-love
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Jul 22, 2017
Jul 22, 2017 at 4:45 AM UTC
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