Fly me to the moon where only beams of booms oust out day’s gloom and only guffawing grins will do. Fly me, fly me to the moon where weeping wails cast no shadows but carve us all a shelter from life’s storms. Fly me, fly me to that wholeness knowing, growing deeper soulful humans bearing moonbeams for life’s woes. Fly me to the moon and I’ll sing for you a sighing lullaby, a haven in life’s relentless tides of madness and fire.

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