The Moon in the Sky
I watched the moon in the sky sailing through the clouds and speaking my thoughts aloud. A strange phenomenon is gleaming in the sky, and the moon with the courage to live or die has rushed through the gate. It has taken on a life on its own, and it is leading to me where Destiney is bound. Look for the stump in the ground and it will open up a whole can of worm. The moon has a twin shape, observe it carefully before you open the gate, it doesn’t reveal itself to everyone, but only to those who understand. I spend hours gazing at its light, and the satellite in the sky orbiting around the sun has a mission to use the final gun. Barriers have fallen over in the street, and the engine is moving with the keys; there are no more cards to play, except to live your own truth and reminisce the days of your youth. You must not delay for you don’t know what is coming your way. A moon is a shelter for thee, and it is spreading all over the Caribbean Sea, arrange to have an urgent dialogue with me so that we can cast the moon on the other side of the sea.
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