Artemis begins decline
At Apollo’s great command.
The eerie white luminescence fades away
And an orange tinge creeps over the trees.
Slumbering beasts alike rise from mournful sleep
And the fairies have one last trick in the birth of light.
Night-eyed creatures of myths and tales
Seek shelter from the expanding glow.
But for a moment,
Silence
As neither beast nor creatures
Stir.















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looking like a million bucks, so no one can see you're just a two-cent heartbreak whore.
TROMBONES do it in seven positions
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looking like a million bucks, so no one can see you're just a two-cent heartbreak whore.
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Morgan O'Connor
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looking like a million bucks, so no one can see you're just a two-cent heartbreak whore.
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Know you know just enough not to hurt anyone... Think you know more than that and you are.
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looking like a million bucks, so no one can see you're just a two-cent heartbreak whore.
TROMBONES do it in seven positions
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Know you know just enough not to hurt anyone... Think you know more than that and you are.
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