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The dark side of the moon looks like an abandoned child...

Craters and dust, left alone in the wild.

The dark side of the moon looks like
a single mother with bruises on her face...

*And a motherless child
lost out in space.
Copyright 2015
Short poem. If this poem trends then we'll make a part two.
Lily in the early frost
trembling in lonely cold and fear
who will come to me
and wipe away my every tear?

I can't last
before winter's close
it's sad to be born a fragile flower
my pain no human knows
* inspired by Lilly Frost--a fellow-writer.  Thanks, Lilly
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