37-A PIECE OF MOON

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I flew to the stars and up,
And determined never to stop.
My tired wing fell back soon,
And I fell on the moon.

I found a long beautiful path,
And I never returned to the earth.
I know I have fallen back,
Leaving the world a unique mark.

Though I never made to the stars,
The place I fell is fairly far.
I looked at the place I began.
Finally I won a piece of moon.

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