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I wonder if she hears me I wonder if she hears me when I whisper to the moon… When I whisper, I love you Each night… I had No choice but to love her To waste my romantic pith on her To flow under her shimmering waters in our moonlight Sad souls For whom no one waits No one waits for me Someone? Not too soon From now Another shall arrive And inspire With song And verse A tempest of truth February 8th, 2022
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Feb 9, 2022
Feb 9, 2022 at 9:15 AM UTC
Tempest
I wonder if she hears me I wonder if she hears me when I whisper to the moon… When I whisper, I love you Each night… I had No choice but to love her To waste my romantic pith on her To flow under her shimmering waters in our moonlight Sad souls For whom no one waits No one waits for me Someone? Not too soon From now Another shall arrive And inspire With song And verse A tempest of truth February 8th, 2022
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Feb 9, 2022
Feb 9, 2022 at 9:15 AM UTC
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