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In the wake of the moon All my world is sadness The crescent hung night Under whose cover I drink fire Hidden from the gods Hidden from the eyes Satisfied Fleeting in the first moment of morning light I wish to be alone Staring out from an empty field I want to see God Bend down and blow out the sun Then I would lie down in the ice And spin through dark eternities
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Feb 13, 2016
Feb 13, 2016 at 6:00 PM UTC
The Insomniacs Daydream
In the wake of the moon All my world is sadness The crescent hung night Under whose cover I drink fire Hidden from the gods Hidden from the eyes Satisfied Fleeting in the first moment of morning light I wish to be alone Staring out from an empty field I want to see God Bend down and blow out the sun Then I would lie down in the ice And spin through dark eternities
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Equatorial Guinean
Feb 13, 2016
Feb 13, 2016 at 6:00 PM UTC
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