I saw the moon tonight,
Clouds floading by,
Not dearing to replace her, truly.
Leaving place to admire her beauty,
Dreaming not getting it blurry,
Or lost in the darkness,
Where it's the only life,
To save us.
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Drunk under a Streetlight | poetry
Poetrypoetry /ˈpəʊɪtri/ noun literary work in which the expression of feelings and ideas is given intensity by the use of distinctive style and rhythm; poems collectively or as a genre of literature.
