Blog de AVENUE-SIXTIES Because all I want is the moon upon a stick, just to see what it is, just to see what gives. Take the lotus flowers into my room. Slowly we unfurl as lotus flowers. All I want is the moon upon a stick, dance around a pit. The darkness is beneath, I can't kick the habit, just to feed my fast ballooning head. Listen to your heart.


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