I, who loves to sleep but gets eye-bags everyday^^.
I somewhat resemble the MOON, at least that's what I think.
It is surrounded by a lot of stars but only a few can reach it, like I.
It is perfectly beautiful when it's full and everyone appreciates it, like I.
It only becomes full once a month but it gives its best for everyone to see its beauty, like I.
Sometimes or most of the time, it stands out alone in the vast sky at night without its stars but when you look closely as to when the clouds spreads away from it, you'd notice this ONE tiny little star that shines not very far from it, like I. (try it)
That one tiny little star is always there where it could have been covered by the thick clouds that our naked eyes sometimes fails to see it.
At times, it also brightens the pitch black night when its full and knows when to hide when the day comes.
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A Platter of Death
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She had never thought of that word to become a verb. But then, her patience had already taken it toll on her...