by Emmit Other
Beneath the strands of vines in sky
You seek the stars and wonder why
The wicked man has stolen hope
To which I shake my head and Nope
You cannot steal the stars that burn
You merely need to inner eye return
And view the cosmos in inner light
There is hope and it is in sight
To win this battle you have to fight
Beneath the Strawberry moon.
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