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Saturday, September 13, 2014

Lakes

Lakes of clouds gathered in the sky at night. They spoke rainbows in front of the moon.
They said: "Take the bread to the mountain, but do not light a fire. The light is the moon's to shine tonight"
I am on the mountain. I've eaten my bread. The lakes of clouds mumble rainbows in front of the moon. They say sadly:"And when the sun rises, the moon will take its light away with anyone who died today." And that's when I'll come down. And that's when I came down.

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