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Sep 01. 2025
I borrow my glow from a fire I don't feed, I pull oceans to bow though I'm light as a seed. I change my face nightly with masks silver spun Name me, sky's coin that circles the Sun.
Sep 01. 2025
I borrow my glow from a fire I don't feed, I pull oceans to bow though I'm light as a seed. I change my face nightly with masks silver spun Name me, sky's coin that circles the Sun.