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5
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May
And then she questions the sun
Oh Why, Why Me?
The Sun doesn’t answer
Oh God, can you help me?
The answer is easy my love,
You built your own jail
You’ve always been part of the sky
So Why you keep staying by his side, away from me?- Moony
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