(Thoughts)
When she left I cried 1/∞ times. I would've cried 1/∞ more, but the day ended. For as the moon and the earth that revolve around her, I had to keep on moving too. However, the beauty has been, for all the things that have happened, I would ever hasten on, to drink her everlasting light.
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