you are the moon
what a beautiful sight
to me who lays in the middle
of the open plains
filled with the forget me nots
of the known world
that is guarded by the eyes
of the never blinking you
that holds a large part
of my non-beating heart
what a beautiful sight
to me who lays in the middle
of the open plains
filled with the forget me nots
of the known world
that is guarded by the eyes
of the never blinking you
that holds a large part
of my non-beating heart
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