Shining through the wind,
the moon seems to glare.
Its light touchs upon the urn,
warning the passabyer to beware.
Its meaning shows creativaty,
that death was once here.
And thats what,
I truely fear.
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Caleb Heart, and average joe
Well I write about me, my friends, the fact I'm gay
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