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Blue-Eyed Moonshine
I love the sun as it vanishes along the horizon,
leaving a memory to recapture tomorrow.
Much like his sorrow...
which captures my heart like the coolness of the moon.
When soft-spoken words unravel the first night's star, I am captured by the beauty of the fading twilight,
the darkness that lurks within his blue, sparkling eyes.
leaving a memory to recapture tomorrow.
Much like his sorrow...
which captures my heart like the coolness of the moon.
When soft-spoken words unravel the first night's star, I am captured by the beauty of the fading twilight,
the darkness that lurks within his blue, sparkling eyes.
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