old man, i wonder who you are. the moon so full and bright's the star. you sit there, silent, looking down. what's that that you're writing down? a love poem, or a little note? i caught a glimps of what you wrote. on a paper full of coffee stains, you wrote of sorrows, you wrote of pains. and then you left, without a word. just like a dream, is that absurd? still, you haunt me day and night, your words you wrote in the moonlight. the moon was full and bright's the star. i wonder old man, just who you are.Birth sign: Not entered
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