Apr 2020
Underneath an
Empty sky I
Cry out
My loneliness
Pour out
My sadness to
Celestial beings
Who could not care less
Eventually,
I stop my crying
And I go to join
The moon and all her
Glorious stars
Empty sky I
Cry out
My loneliness
Pour out
My sadness to
Celestial beings
Who could not care less
Eventually,
I stop my crying
And I go to join
The moon and all her
Glorious stars
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