maggiezw:

Hiding the truth in my moping thoughts, I think of you who had been snatched away by the darkness. Dozy eyes and closed hearts paint a blue moon that floats above the chaos. At the place surrounded by flowers in full moon, I continue to search for frozen time. My dear friend, my friend that I have lost, this place is the very end of the land of our promises.  

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