Viktor "Moon"

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VIKTOR "MOON"


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On nights when the moon is blue like this, strange things may happen.
To love is to believe; someday, I will be embraced in your arms and dream in a sleep.



VIKTOR / MOON , HE/HIM, MALE, 22

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│MOON'S PLAYLIST
Waltz in E-Major, Op. 15 "Moon Waltz"
Cojum Dip

The last time our module would ring you
Like a lunar bell
I’ll see you on the Moon until we meet at Tycho
And follow the trail

Dream Sweet in Sea Major
Miracle Musical

Alone at the edge of a universe humming a tune
For merely dreaming we were snow
A siren sounds like the goddess who
Promises endless apologies of paradise
And only she can make it right
So things are different tonight

Fate of the Stars
Tally Hall

To leave from this tale, follow closely ahead
Prepare to exist by the living & dead
Too slow or too kind or too wary of those too at ease
Past all the buried impressions of then
Sullen drawn eyes and expressions to mend
Continued through mirrors left broken to sing and be heard
Through when it seems all the senses are lost to absurd