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Summer solstice when our souls touched And as your silver spoon has fed you good My mornings will remain your bedtime Just like we knew it would.
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Jan 7, 2020
Jan 7, 2020 at 5:30 PM UTC
Mr. Moon
Summer solstice when our souls touched And as your silver spoon has fed you good My mornings will remain your bedtime Just like we knew it would.
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Jan 7, 2020
Jan 7, 2020 at 5:30 PM UTC
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