That man said to me
"Are you not
least of the goddesses
in the sky? For
of all temples
that be, yours are the
rarest."
He asked me
I reminded him
Every day that I rise
in the morning
Is a day closer he nears
his grave.
They misunderstand me.
As I rise, they age.
Who is the least of the
goddesses?
- C. Joybell C.
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Cry of the Moon
FantasyHave you ever looked at the moon? Not just at a passing glance or to admire how bright it is that night, but really looked? Have you ever wondered where the marks on it came from? How the mountains and valleys and craters appeared? Have you ever won...
