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Jan 2015
It's in these moments.
When the moon and it's dancers are at their peak.
And the cow is jumping over the moon.
I long for you by my side.
Those sweet sweet lips,
And your innocent eyes smiling at my soul.
I wonder what these moments will be like when it's real.
When were awake with the sky's sparkles.
Will you eat pastrys from down the street with me on the kitchen floor?
Will you nuzzle my head and hold me tight?
I know you will.
Because it's home.
lionheartlion
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