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Jul 2018
Oh,moon,
Send ghosts to  me,
Of all of the people I think of,
Of all of the humans I sing of,
Of all of the souls I dream of,
Oh, moon,
Send ghosts to me,
Of those who’d scream frightened of the dark,
Of those who’d speak a wild lot in the dark,
Of those who’d wake me when it’s no more dark,
Oh, moon,
Send ghosts to me,
So we hug in here for hours in my mind,
So we search in here for nothing in my mind,
So we wait in here for answers in my mind,
Oh, moon.
Dmytro from Trotskiev
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Dmytro from Trotskiev  21/M/Ukraine
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