ㅤㅤ The moon is drunk and the stars intoxicated, With the sins of the sun, And ㅤㅤ the sadness of the sky, shifts, blurs from the earth, And you stare, And wonder ㅤㅤ why the universe, Never loved you back. @fertilebot —
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