LunarA Poem by BenjaminBoy
When I howl to the moon in agony of my depleted, tired soul I know I am not alone in my suffering. My bones crushed And cracked yet I roam and the moon tells me about you too.
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Added on March 27, 2019 Last Updated on March 27, 2019 Author
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