Paday to the top of the moon
Beautiful horizon of stars.
Others are lulled by dreams
I glued, drifted and drowned
Framed pseudo shadow, burning fire to ash.
Will you look at me?
Your smile is my tone
Period and cramped
Space time passes quickly
Moving far away
Not a single step forward
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