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On shining lights in velvet nightsI hung my hopes with silver stringAs whispered words I overheardRebounded in my rotting brain.
Moonbeams filter through my window, piercing the darkness with light. If only I could jump up the moonbeams like stairs into the sky. I'd say hello to all the stars. Dear moon, please stay, don't give way for day.
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