The Moon

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For every second I wait

I stand in the glowing reflection of the moon shining brightly

To Light up the ground and the trees around me

I stare into the darkness, looping aimlesy around the moon the sky

I feel blanketed by the its light

Keeping me safe, from the dark
unknown

But what am I exactly waiting for?

But who am I expecting to show up?

Nothing nor nobody

I wait for the stars

I wait for the night

For the night is my sanctuary

Keeping me sane and comforted~Rae

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