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Apr 2016
As I walk the empty streets
It's just the moon and me
I can hear it talking
Talking to me about joy and pain
And as the light washes over my face
I can feel my secrets unraveling
I feel every inch of my soul
And I have no regrets
Because I have never felt more naked
As in the middle of the night
Alone with my thoughts
Just the moon and me
Written by
Christina P
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