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The moon is alone so far,
Even if it's with millions of stars.
Company every night it seeks,
Through your window, it peeks.
A night comes when it loses hope,
With the darkness it dope.
But it returns to us with cheer,
Dissolving every speck of fear.
Looks for a mate,
With no worry of fate.
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Rambling of an Introvert
Poetry20 PO || You realize the time when you have a screaming fight with your mom or the time when you got silent treatment from the one you talked the most or the time when you're being ignored by the person you wanted to care the most, or sometimes when...
