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Every night I'm talking to the moon asking how can it be so peaceful up there all alone and can still shine so brightly at night.
I heard no answer for I knew it cannot talk to me,
maybe I sound insane but it was never new to me.
I love looking up the night sky for even if it's dark I knew there will be stars that would lit it up.
Unlike my mind that has completely lost it's light, my mind isn't as beautiful as the night sky I admire most.
For I am a total darkness no light can be seen because it has left me a long time ago.
