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The Moon Song


The world is turning into a sentimental monochromic slow motion as the song comes on
The rain is starting to pour down, the streetlights reflect from the puddle
Your lukewarm ideal-sized hand reach mine, while you're doing what you always do best: smiling
I rest my head on your shoulder, immitating Karen O's voice but ended up like a 2nd grader kid
Still in slow motion, best 3:08 minutes of the day
I wish I could cristalyze every beat
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I don't want this feeling to go away

"It's a quiet, starry place / Time were swallowed up / In space we're here a million miles away"

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