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The Post
I wrote this when a political message board I frequent went down. I missed the community. |
| Words Merely words More than words When I sigh at the moon does it impact my words? The moon sings in it's voice I see your words do you hear words sung by the moon? do you hear mine? If you looked in my eyes would you see my soul Or a reflection of your own a silver mirror reflecting my words and you far away as the moon. |