P57: Thoughts on the Sun and the Moon

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She is the Sun, that brightens up my black home.
She is the rays, that lifts me up when I am down
She let me in, in her arms.
She let me feel what does it feel to be a part of the Earth.

She is the light.
She guides me to what is right

When she is down,
I am her Moon,
A light while she reflects at night

I give her the room to close her eyes and rest from the cruel world

I will always be her calm her knight
At the dark night.

She is my Sun
I am her Moon

These are the flying thoughts of mine
While I'm seeing the line between the Sun and the Moon.

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