lunita

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The moon, mi luna, luna mía.
How beautiful is she.
I watch her from afar, admiring her beauty, her greatness.
No one compares to you, you calm me, you reasure me, you make me feel like all my problems don't mean anything when I watch at you.
You make me wonder how something so distant can make so much comfort to me. You watch the world, keep us safe at night when the sun is not around
I guess I enjoy the nights more than the daylight, it kinda makes me feel at peace, everyone is sleeping, but i am looking at you, luna mía, my mother, my love.

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