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and i scream moonbeams.
when the sun blazes too fiercely, i slip beneath the shade, like a shadow bound to its master.
is it fear of the sun, or a heat i both desire and dread?
perhaps both.
but when night falls, the moon finds me.
it hovers,...
is it fear of the sun, or a heat i both desire and dread?
perhaps both.
but when night falls, the moon finds me.
it hovers,...
