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Aug 2019
It was a Graveyard of stars dark yet tragically beautiful,
the moon fits with her smile,

She's like the moon,
doesn't have a light that steals the night that glows for years,
but not everyone sees it.

That she shoot for every moon and would always land on a stars;
Bloodyrabbitt
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Bloodyrabbitt  19/M
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