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Mar 2020
a frightened moon,
saw a little bit of dawn,
not much different from dusk,
but the night took its awe.

my soul sung,
'take me home',
but the sun had its way,
and gave me just another day.

but i loved the moon,
it was always hers,
some day the stars will make it yours.
Written by
charles  29/M
(29/M)   
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