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Saturday, June 15, 2013


I’ve sent you a message.
You'll find it floating in space,
Circling around the thought
I had written on the moon.
Look up at the night sky,
Feel that cool blue,
Drink it up.
It’s flowing around in your head,
Fill your heart with it,
Let it drench your soul,
Embrace it with both arms,
Till you hear it whispering in your ear
The message I had meant to send,
When last night I was staring into the moon
And thinking about your eyes.

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