You be the moon I'll be the sun
We can lay in the sky we don't have to run
Can you touch the stars the way you touched my heart
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Where the sky turns grey (poems)
PoetryEverything that's in me. For all the light drowning in darkness. A variety of poems. Covers not mine but I love it.
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You be the moon I'll be the sun
We can lay in the sky we don't have to run
Can you touch the stars the way you touched my heart
