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Jupiter, Luna, Saturn, Altair, Lyra; the scuttlebutt about you falls on deaf ears, here. on this doorstep, you shine, and are free to be yourselves.
Jupiter, Luna, Saturn, Altair, Lyra; the scuttlebutt about you falls on deaf ears, here. on this doorstep, you shine, and are free to be yourselves.
sometimes i wish myheroes would practice a bitat my house, for once
be honest. what willdraw you down the wrong path. guilt?or something tasty?
you can move the wordsaround, or you can get right,and then, say something.
not just strong, nor justflexible. at our best, we’retender—mettlesome.