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Light from a dying moon
It blurs our eyes
And we wear a cape of fireflies
And after the world's in bed
All the ghosts come sing along
But we'll forget them
When the morning comes
~Ben Cooper
It blurs our eyes
And we wear a cape of fireflies
And after the world's in bed
All the ghosts come sing along
But we'll forget them
When the morning comes
~Ben Cooper
Category Photography / Fantasy
Species Unspecified / Any
Size 900 x 600px
File Size 213.1 kB
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