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Moon
Moon My first memory with your beauty does not sweep me, I throw my guitar and my father yells at me, My mother says: “That’s my sinner”, And she takes me for a comforting walk in the moonlight. My second … Continue reading
Moon My first memory with your beauty does not sweep me, I throw my guitar and my father yells at me, My mother says: “That’s my sinner”, And she takes me for a comforting walk in the moonlight. My second … Continue reading
