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I ripped open the night sky to see the mysteries behind the facade. But the constellations wrinkled and the moon was torn the stars winked out and fell from the sky and I ruined the beauty looking for something real.
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Apr 20, 2015
Apr 20, 2015 at 12:27 AM UTC
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I ripped open the night sky to see the mysteries behind the facade. But the constellations wrinkled and the moon was torn the stars winked out and fell from the sky and I ruined the beauty looking for something real.
LizAndLilacs
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Apr 20, 2015
Apr 20, 2015 at 12:27 AM UTC
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