Me And The Moon
Tonight I don't want to be seem by the moon. I prefer to wait until tomorrow and talk to the sun. Tonight I just want to by myself and count how often I have dressed up in gold to the rays of the sun and put on wine as perfume. I am only asking to hear the birds and dance to the rhythm of the wind, to touch the sky and be hugged by the clouds.
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