It’s a full moon on a Thursday
A light breeze in the month of May
You forgot what it was
That you wanted to say
But the magic caught up to you
By the light of day
Anyway,
I hope you find it
The good at the end of the story
There has to be more to this
Wild life
Than waking up
Saying you’re sorry
There has to be more to this
Wild life than chasing some
Unforeseen glory
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