White Moth Black Butterfly
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The face of the moon and the sun were visible to none.
The moth of the dark drew light, as the butterfly took flight.
The pale glow of solemn eyes in the winter snow
From the depths rose an ancient soul
A book of truth and a sword of stone.
Even though you are the one.
The one that makes this feel so oh so real.
Even though you are the one.
The one that makes this feel so oh so real.
The pale glow of solemn eyes in the winter snow
From the depths rose an ancient soul
A book of truth and a sword of stone.
Even though you are the one.