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The wind was howling,
the moon was glowing,
and me?

Trying to glimpse
the stars,
hiding from me.
trying to reach for something just beyond me.
I feel so small,
yet so do the stars,
when seen from afar,
they shine through the scars.

And now I feel better.....
What’s meant stays,  
quiet and sure.  
  
True love waits,  
even when we turn away.  
  
What isn’t ours  
slips,  
like water,  
gone before we know it.
....sun will rise tomorrow

— The End —