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Feb 2015
The moon speaks to me
As stars watch us closely
The the evening breeze keeps me cold
As I spread my wings and take flight

I leap into the sky and soar
with my lead wings
I take in the wondrous view
with my blind eyes
I feel the lustre of the wicked night
With my infinitely shattered heart
As I glide silently as crickets
Through the field of stars

And take up my place in the heavens
BeAutiFul ConFuSion
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BeAutiFul ConFuSion
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