The waning crescent moon smiled this night,
Sneaked into my room to show off it's light.
I accepted it's visit in my lonesome state,
And decided to stay awake until very late.
By the moon, I thought a little about a lot,
About my past, and the sadness it brought.
I wander about; however, I am not lost,
Just trying to escape reality at any cost.
Strangely I feel at peace within the chaos,
A feeling to which I do not know the cause.
Hours had passed, though I did not realize,
The moon was leaving before my eyes.
It was the suns turn to control the skies,
To clear the path of where my future lies.
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