Though We May Never Need The Light

Inked Gray:

No one knows we sleep under a cheese moon. The stars keep falling, but I don’t mind so much. I pick them up and put them in your pocket — anything to keep on touching  you.

So when the moon grows thick patches of black and blue, and when the sky is nothing but an eye shut tight, you’ll pull them out one by one — those stars — and I’ll use their light to read you back to sleep.

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Hey! Chan'nel, here. I love passion and I love creativity.

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