Tis a Full Moon day;
And I gazed her and was withered;
Fading into the dark she too laid her eyes on me;
Couldn't remember the day I saw it first,
All this booze making reality into a dream, I was entitled God!
Had everything in my possession!
Then she started fading again ...
And I had to look for the next bottle;
To escape reality and to fall into the dream...
The dream with a Gorgeous Full Moon...

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