The moon
Could never outshine
The sun
For very few liked the night
But everyone loves a sunny day
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How I found me
PoetryA random series of poems and thoughts on my way to finding myself. These are just splinters of my mind, and they sometimes won't make sense and have no structure or deeper meaning. They are the words I'm too afraid to speak out loud, the words I'm f...
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The moon
Could never outshine
The sun
For very few liked the night
But everyone loves a sunny day
