the moon was born
the sword was laid on the stone
the rose grew its petals
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dead stars: wishing and admiring from afar
Poetryprose & poetry to the stars that we used to have in our lives, i am sure that they have shined the brightest in their lifetime. my heart grieves with you.
i. the moon, the rose, the sword
the moon was born
the sword was laid on the stone
the rose grew its petals
