Between me and
the moon, there’s nothing special
Besides that I
love to imagine its eclips encrave my shadows
Between me and
the moon, there’s nothing special
Besides that
when the full moon come, somethin’ in my poem move to note the moon and my
shadows behaviors
Between me and
the moon, there’s nothing special
Besides that I
love dreamin’ a paint in his face as my shadows who sitting to read my poems
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