Midnight Star: short story

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Night and Day are the kingdoms in feud.
In between there lay a kingdom of peace and harmony,
The kingdoms are called midnight star,
After their queen ruling them all,
She is a warrior in deep, but despises the fights,
Between Day and night there now feuds grow violent,
Until one goes too far now war has begun.
Midnight Star, a disguised angel indeed,
Flies between the two kingdoms, before any blood had been shed
She delivers a speech of strong words, bring the two once feuding sides,
On the same side for once in a lifetime peace and unity at last,
Then over that very night celebration of peace Midnight Star vanished.
Some say her work on earth was done,
Some say she was badly injured from the fight and died,
Others say that she used the last of her energy, 
To keep the peace between the two kingdoms.
Whatever the reason maybe wherever the reason lies.
The sun and moon share the sky bringing peace within their tribes'.
So next time you go outside, in between dawn and dusk,
Look to the sky and thank Midnight Star for her altamont sacrifice.
All for peace and harmony amongst your kind. 

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