please be the moon,
of my darkest night.
full of suffer,
and pain at the hour
of my dying
heart, even you are
this distant, and
far away from full.
200224
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"waxing crescent"
please be the moon,
of my darkest night.
full of suffer,
and pain at the hour
of my dying
heart, even you are
this distant, and
far away from full.
200224
