Moon
The moon, A beautiful sight, All colourful and bright, Sit there gazing at it for hours Dreaming if what could be ours, The moon, looking so magestic Helps me loose my focus Mesmerized by it's beauty, I stare a little more That little more turns into eternity, I could stare at it for days. Doesn't it look stunning tonight? Surrounded by stars, Forgetting my sadness and scars I look at the moon once more, "My eyes could never get sore"
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