Rises soon. Twelve Days, little maze. Find the end, let us sin. Mate with date, its just a date. So soon, rise little moon. Save me, save me, Please? So soon, little moon.
I need out... Even with doubt...
I weigh so heavy, burst the levy. No more walls. No more falls.
Rise soon, my little moon.
Sunday, April 24, 2011
Moon.
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