the full moon awakens the night luminous she adorns the sky and watches in anticipation waiting, wanting before waning beauty before her with blooming red hidden behind her back basking in her light a sensual delight
whispered to the stars ✨ countless names, -yet all the same the ones we loved the ones we lost once upon a time remembered, but forgotten they'll remain always always the same
“All that is gold does not glitter, Not all those who wander are lost; The old that is strong does not wither, Deep roots are not reached by the frost.
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