Blood moon,
cold witness to
this tune
I sing
to the night. I’m
missing
old dreams-
her face, pale as
moonbeams.
Ryan Stone


Blood moon,
cold witness to
this tune
I sing
to the night. I’m
missing
old dreams-
her face, pale as
moonbeams.
Ryan Stone

Wow, so many emotions in a few words Ryan … I’m going to have to give the Musette a try …
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