no blogging
in the middle of a thought
no blogging
at night
in the middle of
no words to find to title
the moon my favorite kind
went and saw it one time you
were there
great
it was great you
were there
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in the middle of a thought
no blogging
at night
in the middle of
no words to find to title
the moon my favorite kind
went and saw it one time you
were there
great
it was great you
were there
posted by ismateo on 13.2.08
labels: my favorite kind of moon, poesy
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