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when i lose my ability to feel, i turn to the moon his bright light shines through my darkness the moon is an anchor, despite being ever changing he’s the only thing that stays
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Apr 24, 2020
Apr 24, 2020 at 7:09 AM UTC
the moon.
when i lose my ability to feel, i turn to the moon his bright light shines through my darkness the moon is an anchor, despite being ever changing he’s the only thing that stays
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Apr 24, 2020
Apr 24, 2020 at 7:09 AM UTC
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