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Cool Moon Warm Sun

Liquid iron burns the ice; Frozen water cools, chills the night; Hot-heated grasses burns the path; Walk way seems blight... Rock hard lava; Spitting fossils; Galactic prisms; Moons decision; To shine in day light; Not an epileptic sun still shining bright; Frozen water cools, chills the night; Hot-heated grasses burns the path; Walk way seems blight... Liquid iron burns the ice;
6/7/19
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