Mistaking the sun for the moon,
walking through the crags,
we cast rocks into space and grasp at stars.
Mistaking burned feet for a lunar glow,
bleeding from major and minor cuts,
we smile and daydream through pain.
Mistaking the sun for the moon,
walking through the crags,
we cast rocks into space and grasp at stars.
Mistaking burned feet for a lunar glow,
bleeding from major and minor cuts,
we smile and daydream through pain.
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