If I could only find a shooting star
Coming down to me
Brighter as Life
Bigger than its form
In a shell of Divinity
That unfolds as the Fool
And opens as a shell
It’s wet inside
Let me dive.
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Moon Child
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See AllWandering through the Night, Dancing with the madness hours, I blow wishes of a magical knight. Seeing the sound, Listening to faces I saw my past lovers In old guitars speaking to me. Take him as he’
By undressing the layers that were placed on me, through the collective (society) and individuals,I get in touch with my soul. By undressing me from my country and my family I can travel freely to whe
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