July 24, 2009
sunlight rise,
sunlight fade,
moonshine rises
into the air,
until the night is
as cool as a winters night,
as we dance upon the raindrops,
and stay in the meadow of freedom long enough to see;
the sunlight rise,
and the sunlight fade,
to the horizon line,
and we will fade with it,
in order to see what they wish us to...

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