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I'm so glad I asked
If you ask the moon
from where came the night,
he would never recognize his shadow,
he could only glow,
for this certain language of the poet's light
be the only thing he knows.
from where came the night,
he would never recognize his shadow,
he could only glow,
for this certain language of the poet's light
be the only thing he knows.
Published 4th Apr 2015
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4th Apr 2015 10:27pm
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Anonymous
4th Apr 2015 10:39pm
Pish, this is exquisite and simply gorgeous!
I am so glad you asked, so you can come and tell us :)
I am so glad you asked, so you can come and tell us :)
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Anonymous
5th Apr 2015 4:13pm
Pish,this is like soul searching,fantastic piece!
5th Apr 2015 11:26pm
The moon's been awesome and bright, but I missed the eclipse the other morning. I fell asleep. Thank you, Le Fay.
6th Apr 2015 1:17am
makes me think of sitting by a lake at night with the reflection of the moon dancing in the dark waters...
6th Apr 2015 1:22am
