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To: My first love
I wrote a long letter to your full moon on Libra. Hoping the sun couldn't find it. Why are you crying? I can't sleep tonight. Knowing, maybe, something bad happened to you.
As long as I live, you'll never be alone, honey. I follow you unlike a sad song, deep into the night. I see the scarlet morning coming with the blue suede disappearing. We're the moon child.
Because we're living and dying at the same time and under the moonlight, let me help you pick up your scattered self. You shouldn't be alone!
Pull up a chair, everybody would be happy to be right there. But if you can trust no one, please meet my bestest friend, The greatest above things that got none.
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BUTTERFLY - LOVE
PoetryIn the beginning, I obey the heavy rain blindly. Now you're the hero of my book, the villain in the chapters, and the pain causing me art. This kind of art I am making is my favorite phase 'cause I feel everything all at once and it's all because of...
