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Not a part of your church In the dark I built myself A torch; And the moon whispers to me In the night she sits By me.
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Sep 21, 2024
Sep 21, 2024 at 12:42 PM UTC
The moon whispers
Not a part of your church In the dark I built myself A torch; And the moon whispers to me In the night she sits By me.
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Sep 21, 2024
Sep 21, 2024 at 12:42 PM UTC
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