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Basking under the moonlight as I reached for the moon, but yet it is too far and out of reach.
I envy the stars for it is near it, oh how I would love to be near the moon.
I would give everything just to be with it.
Enjoying the cold wind as it envelopes me, as if hugging me comfortingly.
The moon and the stars witnessed my lonesome and how I longed to be up there with them.
I don't belong here, I don't even think I belong anywhere.
