The sunset was my sky
The beauty was my love
And the heart was my beat
While my dreams were my moonlight
And love was my ending mystery
To my story about my life of me.
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The sunset was my sky
The beauty was my love
And the heart was my beat
While my dreams were my moonlight
And love was my ending mystery
To my story about my life of me.