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In the moonlight
I seek him in the moonlight
when the shadows dance across the ground
He who dances to my drumbeat
are you waiting to be found
for he hath whispered in my ear
and called me to his side
not to clip my wings
but so with me he could fly.
He is shadowed
winter
and I am summer light
when the shadows dance across the ground
He who dances to my drumbeat
are you waiting to be found
for he hath whispered in my ear
and called me to his side
not to clip my wings
but so with me he could fly.
He is shadowed
winter
and I am summer light
Published 26th May 2015
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26th May 2015 1:03am
26th May 2015 3:41am
The mating call of the wild from caterpillar to butterfly, come and carry me away... sweet read! jj
26th May 2015 7:15am
