my treasures I hide,
on my dark side,
yes, I’m the moon,
over whom you all swoon,
come, let me be your bride.
I hope you enjoyed this, as you know, I’m always on “the dark side” and I’ve seen the treasures, but I won’t tell, at least not now 🧐 thank you for reading 😀
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Moe Radosevich
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very good
Awesome! I Love it. Great album too!
Very nice! 👍👍👍
Nicely done.
Awesome !!