Night creature

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I live for when the sun goes down, and the stars come out to play. I live for when the skies turn black, and the world goes quiet.
I love those little moments lost in thoughts.
I love my nights spent longing to explore the moon.
Staring out the window; I see the moon staring back at me.
I spend my nights longing to hold my lover's hand.
To hear him say...
                   .... I love you....

                                                       Kota

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