Gentle moonlight
Lunar essence guide me
Sweeping branch wind blows
Take me into the night
Venture into the fields
Lay amongst the mud and bugs
And tall grass
Something about me seems so
Primal
Tonight I am free from what brought me
Burden still remains
Distraught mind stirs
Insect dance
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Author:
bones (Pseudonym) (
Online) - Published: August 21st, 2025 22:15
- Category: Unclassified
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