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A feeling so soft, A feeling so strong, A feeling so light, A feeling so deep. Inhale, Exhale, This, is no other, Than a true tale, Where the sun just won't leave, But rather die, To let the moon breathe. Every step, everyday, The moon would cry the day away, Waiting for the moment, The moment, Where the sun would give his life, Not by arrow, not by knife, But by love, Love for his moon, Love for her life. Inhale, Exhale, This, is no other, Than a true tale, Where the sun just won't leave, But rather die, To let the moon breathe.
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Aug 26, 2015
Aug 26, 2015 at 2:21 PM UTC
The sun and the moon.
A feeling so soft, A feeling so strong, A feeling so light, A feeling so deep. Inhale, Exhale, This, is no other, Than a true tale, Where the sun just won't leave, But rather die, To let the moon breathe. Every step, everyday, The moon would cry the day away, Waiting for the moment, The moment, Where the sun would give his life, Not by arrow, not by knife, But by love, Love for his moon, Love for her life. Inhale, Exhale, This, is no other, Than a true tale, Where the sun just won't leave, But rather die, To let the moon breathe.
A love so pure, a love so deep, that you'll give up what you have for those you truely love.
AdriaanH612
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Aug 26, 2015
Aug 26, 2015 at 2:21 PM UTC
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