Eurynome…

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I sing to the moon.

I pray to the moon.

 I cry with the moon,

  and she tells me the ‘why ?’

  of beauty and the beast…

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Why do blues-men sing out of tune?

Why do wolves howl at the moon?

Her humours heal old wounds.

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