• Vol. 06
  • Chapter 08
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The girl with the moon in her heart

Some girls get the sun in their head;
I got the moon in my heart.
I’m just pretending to live, while feeling dead ⁠—
oh to be a girl with the sun in her head.
Why can’t I have Mars in my spleen instead?
Being a cherry warrior would set me apart.
Some girls get the sun in their head;
I got the moon in my heart.

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