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It is only after you lay to sleep every night that the sun sets, in my horizon of being; I wander, aimlessly, lost, chasing ghosts and humming sleepless lullabies to the stars while I, wait for the beautiful sunrise.
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May 4, 2017
May 4, 2017 at 1:34 AM UTC
Moonset.
It is only after you lay to sleep every night that the sun sets, in my horizon of being; I wander, aimlessly, lost, chasing ghosts and humming sleepless lullabies to the stars while I, wait for the beautiful sunrise.
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May 4, 2017
May 4, 2017 at 1:34 AM UTC
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