stealing moons to fit my needs:
there is no telling where it went to. i do not wish to know either. whoever gets it will hide it. I am sure.
i know it because i would do it myself.
i can be honest i know that the core and center of my nature is love of the beautiful, a passion for the beautiful, and that it would not be safe to trust me with such a beauty that belonged to another person.
i could give up a moon that i found in the daytime, because i should be afraid some one was looking, but if i found it in the dark, i am sure i should find some kind of an excuse for not saying anything about it. i will steal it. i know it. and if given yet another chance, i will steal it again.
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