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Moving to the moon…

Dear Mom,

I’m moving to the moon with my weird friends.

We are going to play our music too loud
stay up way too late and scream into the universe

Drip paint across rock formations and dance like wild children.
Let the stars light our faces as we tell stories and sleep

I’m moving to the moon and things will be just fine

I’m moving to the moon
Dont visit me, i’ll visit you

love,
-park

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