I took the moon for a walk this morning,
It followed along like a lost soul,
Hanging
For someone to glance up at it,
Acknowledge its existence sparingly —
Dangling there,
It sees and knows all;
Dangerously.
4d ago
May 31, 2026 at 4:51 PM UTC
I took the moon for a walk this morning,
It followed along like a lost soul,
Hanging
For someone to glance up at it,
Acknowledge its existence sparingly —
Dangling there,
It sees and knows all;
Dangerously.
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