my little book tells me a secret about a stary night and a small fright but cannot see it through wondering down the moon with my following eyes it will strike me by surprise. I will find it soon yes very soon my eyes will fade away into the dawn of night yet i have not found the fright.My eyes shine through to find it.Shall it fade away or make the day my hopes is that it wont draw near but tmy feer will end in a teer of who my eyes cannot see i will find it with the way of the moon in to the storm to break it through the daylight wont shine through my eyes wont fight the burn and it wont take a turn what you know turns into a low breath in the way of the moon.
biotchrain Community Member 
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