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Dec 2017
When the sky grows dark,
and the sun falls away.
The moon rises high -
planning to stay.
The stars shine brightly,
inviting all eyes
as the darkness takes over
the city tonight

But fear not,
for soon the moon will stray,
as the sun rises again,
bringing the day;
again we’ll see
the beginning, again.
And again we’ll walk
in the light of the day.
Oof again.
Written by
Gemini  18/F/Texas
(18/F/Texas)   
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