The Silver Moon's Faint Rays Do Light A Way
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Last published Sun, Jan 12, 2020
One spring, one cherry blossom; the cherry blossom trees blowing in a slight intense way this night's spring, the full silvery moon glistening rays brighter than the sun's, yet__, something is undeniably different about this flowery night; a belittling unknown crime, committed under the ruby red eyes of the smiling figure, curtained by the night's darkness, only known by the helpless figure, that in his own pool of blood, is laying, or rather, dying---?
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