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The sky keeps Its secrets well. Some moons Hide their hell. Broken dreams And Silent wings. The night is full Of bleeding things.
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Mar 21
Mar 21, 2026 at 4:38 AM UTC
Darkness
The sky keeps Its secrets well. Some moons Hide their hell. Broken dreams And Silent wings. The night is full Of bleeding things.
MelissaTucker
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Mar 21
Mar 21, 2026 at 4:38 AM UTC
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