I hide under my covers

and peeked out of them.

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I looked out my window

through the white shudders.

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Gazed at the shiny orb,

the sparkling sphere of hope.

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Dashing out of my sleeping place

and run towards the door.

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Front door open, I stand outside

and I look to the sky.

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Reaching up to the stars, and feeling

that spotless shine on my face.

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Feeling the lightest touch,

the lightest touch of the moon.