The Dastardly Moon danced With the Plum Tree branch Rising Impatient Against shadows and chance Mingled and swirled Pink and Pearl And resigned too soon Left flowers unmoved
as i lay my weary and fatigue soul on some passing planet some shooting star crosses this dark universe... 'tis worth the wayfarer's quest for beauty and poësie.
as i lay my weary and fatigue soul on some passing planet some shooting star crosses this dark universe... 'tis worth the wayfarer's quest for beauty and poësie.
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