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I've come to my end.
As I walk at the street, I look up and saw you. I stared at you, it feels like it's just you and me. Someone just bumped on me, he said sorry and I smiled as a reply.
As I walk in the pedestrian lane, a rushing car is coming. Moon, why does it feel like it's you? Are you coming to me? I smiled. I reach out my hand to you and you're getting closer.
Just wait for me and I will be with you. You won't feel alone anymore because you'll have me by your side. You crashed on me, I rolled over the street. I'm coming moon. I smiled and died
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The Girl Who Tried To Reach The Moon (COMPLETED)
Short StoryI've been wondering, what if I reach the moon
