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We were the night.

We painted the sky black and hid the
stars away. Everything was dark that night
expect you.

Expect you. The moon. The perfectly
shape circle. The mysterious light that
shine the night. Do you know that the
moon god of the Babylonian was called
" Aku" ?

You smiled. As if the universe was
conspiring with us that night. As if you
already knew that we were belong to
each other from the very beginning.

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