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AS the moon rose high, the moon light lite the sky, time has flown by, I say to myslef, "Why?" "Why do i lay here, all alone, under the night sky? For i, wish not to die, but to surivie, through these years, during hard times." For you see the knife, held in my plam, with a blood trail, so wide, so long, all i can do is lay here, under the moon light sky.
