You don't deserve what you abide
It's so dangerous to play with your words, remember when
The moon grew older than our others
In the corner Kepler scratching his head
To see the moon sulking, singing
"I was happy in the haze of a drunken hour"
May 22, 2023
May 22, 2023 at 7:53 AM UTC
You don't deserve what you abide
It's so dangerous to play with your words, remember when
The moon grew older than our others
In the corner Kepler scratching his head
To see the moon sulking, singing
"I was happy in the haze of a drunken hour"
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