She would late at night talk to her friend,
The moon, her only friend,
She was the loner of the school,
Don't know why it was like that ,
People saw moon as just a piece of nature,
But she believed that it is the best friend a person can ever have,
Late at night for hours and hours she would sit on her bed,
Looking at the moon through her window,
Or maybe talking to it ,
They had a mind communication,
She didn't needed to say anything to tell the moon anything,
The moon would read her mind and heart, her tears and her realities,
And when the moon wasn't there,
She would talk to the stars to send her message to the moon,
Whenever she needed help she would talk to the moon,
Ask for advices and the moon would send her that through the nature,
And that benifited her in many ways,
Her other friends would have came and went away,
But the moon would always be with her,
Every night the moon came back only to meet her,
Sometime talking to her best friend made her so fatigued,
That she would let down and fall asleep in the same position
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