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Rated: E · Poetry · Nature · #2203649
A poem about the loneliness of wanting to be loved and not knowing you are.
Moon talked to themselves
Dreaming up a world where, maybe,
They're not alone.
A world where there was someone -
Anyone -
They could call home.

Moon shined their light upon happy birds,
Chirping beside each other,
Happy to be alive.
It was a world where there was someone -
One person -
They called home.

Sun waited her turn,
A chance for Moon to see the light being shined upon them,
To see they're not alone.
To give them a world where someone -
Anyone -
Wanted to call them home.

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