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Jan 2016
Light the moon with your divinity.
Close your eyes and count from one to infinity.
When you open your eyes, you'll find yourself in an celestial paradise.
Nevermind your past,
For the past is never the last,
Last of life, last of love.
Last of flight, last of landing.
The moon will light you with her divinity.
She will light you when you close your eyes.
She will lift you as you begin to realize,
The past is not the last.
Last time to laugh, the last time to live, the last time to love.
Syiera Rose
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Syiera Rose
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   Samuel Hesed
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