The Moon Is Heaven, for On It I Am Dead

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Family and Gravity pull dreams back down to Earth.
And Water Bills and Water put out the fire in your Hearth.
But reach for the moon, and you will find no wind, no water, no air.
Your fire will burn and your dreams will grow whenever you reach there.
The loneliness might be a pain,
but you will surely find
when there's no family, there's nobody to pull you down again.





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