Not far away from the hot drops of tears,
a shimmering blue moon floats in a vast white sea.
Red rivers meander in the white sea
in a vain effort to reach the beyond-beauty and brain.
The salty waters of the Earth wash away the filthy dreams
swimming the white sea and beyond.
The moon is seeing you.
Ah! The shimmering blue moons.
Yes.There are two.
They are hers—the tears and the moons: her eyes!
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