Sometimes I just want to lie
beneath the moon, full and round,
drinking in the solitude,
taking joy in that easy yoke
and lay to rest the breathless stroke
and the constant fear of drowning.
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Sometimes I just want to lie
beneath the moon, full and round,
drinking in the solitude,
taking joy in that easy yoke
and lay to rest the breathless stroke
and the constant fear of drowning.