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Apr 16
maybe the stars aligned for us that day,
or maybe they didn't
but the moon cast its beauty onto you
and i was struck by your glowing face,
those luminous eyes sparkling up at me.
oh moon-child,
silver son,
darling boy,
you are my blessing from the heavens above.
eva
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eva  18/F/uk
(18/F/uk)   
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