As the moonlight comes, day turns into night.
The tress whrill around you, with the misty wind flowing all around,
on top of blackness and moving lines.
The rain splaters agianst you, dripping down.
Each second, minute, hour, passes by like a never ending dream.
It slows down, and everything comes into view.
Then you walk out, and look at the glowing stars and shinning moon.
It reflects into your eyes whihc start to cry.
~Loki~ |
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