Luna

...

The night,

So harsh and unforgiving;

It is all I have, and all I need.

The wind is my voice,

And I whisper quietly.

The stars are my million eyes,

And I see all they shine upon.

The light I give,

Is my own.

Though my sister

Has much more shone.


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