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May 2017
Moon that rests in a sky so dim,
Take my soul and wipe my teary rim.
Pull me up, to a hight so far.
That when I reach, I can touch a star,
Keep me safe, when I fear abyss;
All it takes is a loving kiss.
Let me stay, till the world is lost.
I'll leave my heart, if its the only cost.
Then when I may stand on my own two feet,
Send me off, so the next world I can meet.
#Poetfreak #moon #life #strength
Written by
WiltingMoon
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