Feb 2020
The moon slaps my face
With its brightly shining beams.
Now I remember that day
So many years ago,
When I feared the aliens there.
Now their existence
Is a mere fact of life.
With its brightly shining beams.
Now I remember that day
So many years ago,
When I feared the aliens there.
Now their existence
Is a mere fact of life.
I oftentimes see ppl with their social media accounts posted and stuff so imma post my only other social media account
orca#5802 (it’s a discord account)
orca#5802 (it’s a discord account)
(20/M/Wherever I May Roam)
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