Dot. Sparkles within lonely tree on a desperate sigh. 
The moon shakes her night dissolving little, quivering moments of peace. 

It fell inside me and became loneliness. 

Dot. 

I see strung up on earth 

guilt of being. 

Its moving as the breeze cries.

I become nothing. 

Love is purest courage, trying to find its way out.

As the moon falters in my eyes 

as skin feels deeply marked 

So nothing starts to sing along.

Will you be mine? Everyday? Every night?” 

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