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riPper of the mOon i wOke up with seCluded sOunds in the veins pink leMon feelings in the miNd cOloRed by a gRey rainbow of deCay the moOn was too blUe last night & the cHild got lost one moRe tiMe no faiRy could find the way out iT was too bRight the night was only a haven of desPair she kept us so... Sign in to see full entry.