Pieces III

The seven stars aligned themselves like ghosts spread across a silver sky as Luna decried the symbolic and systematic attraction of one soul to another…recant the calls of eternity…recant the calls of time…for innocence befalls us…the cry of love’s design…hoo-hum…hoo-hum…we laugh…we play…mooshee…moosha…so quickly fades the days…


Upon the rounded belly souls of clouds which float adrift, June declares her space…lays claim to the heart of one who thought he had it all. And so begins the story of June and Silver’s toast…numbers lie within the clues…to the pieces of our ghost…


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“Two things awe me most, the starry sky above me and the moral law within me.”
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