Jun 2020
I slept with the moon smiling at me
I dreamed of you.
But not all dreams come true,
Because sometimes,
We die in our dreams.
I dreamed of you.
But not all dreams come true,
Because sometimes,
We die in our dreams.
I wonder if the moon still smiles or it grieves the loss.
(F/Somewhere in Africa)
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