Jan 2015
The moon is shining even in the morn
And I cannot help but gaze in wonder;
If what's made for the night can live in day
Then, why cannot my dead heart be reborn?
And I cannot help but gaze in wonder;
If what's made for the night can live in day
Then, why cannot my dead heart be reborn?
(F/California)
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