Once there was a naive girl,
Always living in her naive reveries.
She fell in love with everything in the sky,
Everything, besides, the sky itself.
The moon would often gaze at her,
And soon she became fond of the world below.
The sky utterly loath the girl but was unable to do anything,
For it is the moon who became too fond,
enough to leave her sky.
The moon used her sacred light,
And visited the world below,
Leaving her sky in dark,
But the sky is not so foolish,
To not know where her moon is.
My moon I want you to remember this,
I love you unconditionally, but if you leave me,
I won't come after you, Nor will l ever let you come back to me either.
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From the sky to the moon
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