The moon's beauty is her emptiness, in love with the sun - a romance of gravity and light becomes the tides of time. We see the shadow and shine of all that is hidden and human and holy. Lopve me in the moonlight, I will refect to you yourself. Black Cat Released from a secret cell, plumes of black... Sign in to see full entry.
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