Happy christmas friend

The evening’s last poem
For that I see your pictures everywhere
And your dark eyes, glittering in the light of the moon
Beyond the mountains and valleys you live
On the other side of the amusement park lights up your song
Your voice was heard everywhere
Everything out there is a fog
A black moon is above the
But you burn me hard
Wherever you go
I just wonder where my track will take me now
When you steer the boat in front of me
I just go with the

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