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The morning will come soon, do you hear the gossip of the stars? They say the sun is angry, the moon stole another, and he weeps for his lover. Morning will come soon, I stay with the moon but I wish you the best of luck.
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Nov 17, 2016
Nov 17, 2016 at 11:25 PM UTC
the unlucky ones, they dance at night
The morning will come soon, do you hear the gossip of the stars? They say the sun is angry, the moon stole another, and he weeps for his lover. Morning will come soon, I stay with the moon but I wish you the best of luck.
a song only the moon plays, we can smile in the stars
Atalanta
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Nov 17, 2016
Nov 17, 2016 at 11:25 PM UTC
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