Tanned
The moon bites the dust
It rolls back
Back into the heath
Before the shame catches waves
The little girl slips into her trench coat
To catch her date
It's clear in the skies
As the magical sun slips through
Beauty engulfs the world
She has just stepped...
into the garden of the falcons
Tall and proud.
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