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dear mr moon,

he was sitting in the park today. sitting against a tree. i was sitting against the tree opposite him. he looked focused. he was writing something. every so often looking up at the sky. looking up to you. you made him glow. your light radiating from his features. making him glow. how i wish i could glow like that. will you help me glow?

tae

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