Moon Shine On the Merry-go-round

Moon, shine on the Merry-go-round

Show me in all your colours, the lands beyond this one,

The hands that are this one,

And the deep belly breath that takes me there.

Strong, as a dare that glimmers, then disappears,

Tickles my nose,

Catches my tears.

Grasses grow, Trees die

I know you are there above the Sky.

-Lauren Lauren

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