She was a lonely as alone to her seed
flying aimlessly to see,
to see where she could live
because the earth was annihilated
Maybe the moon can show her to escape
she wandered and sat back to sky reshape
ambitious to her future and land to moon
She seems so happy and moody
Moon can talk, said she
the moon of obscure
how curious the earth is....
I believe in moon
Noon and moon can chaos
complete fusion of thoughts
you can live here but be aware
of the gloomy dusky blare.
Jul 5, 2018
Jul 5, 2018 at 12:45 AM UTC
She was a lonely as alone to her seed
flying aimlessly to see,
to see where she could live
because the earth was annihilated
Maybe the moon can show her to escape
she wandered and sat back to sky reshape
ambitious to her future and land to moon
She seems so happy and moody
Moon can talk, said she
the moon of obscure
how curious the earth is....
I believe in moon
Noon and moon can chaos
complete fusion of thoughts
you can live here but be aware
of the gloomy dusky blare.
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