Sunshine Beast

November 21, 2009
The Fiery Stars
Melt the clouds in the sky.

The man in the moon
whispers goodbye.

The sun follows the horizon in the east.
The colors disturb the morning dew beast.

As the Fairies draw near,
with whispers we hear.

The beast growls at the prowl.
The morning chases after him.

The sun sets the fairies free.
On its Beast Melting SPREE!

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