if you squint your eyes just right, at the moon, it's quite obvious, well, it is, that it's not a moon at all just another SUV...then deep, breathe in deep deeper still, pull the night, the day, the hour the pain the joy, pull it in deeper, and ROAR throw it down, let the roar be, let it bounce of shadowy worlds and worldly shadows and if someone asks you, tell them your a poet, and shrug.Birth sign: Cancer
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