Laugh with me as I chase the moon. Chuckle with me as run to my doom. Giggle with me while I become gloom. Snicker with me when the funny leaves the room. Smile with me as I lay under the sunrise. Die with me because the moon led me with lies. Be silent with me as my corpse cries. At least you are with me, even as my spirit flies.


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