Amidst the darkest of the nights,
She talks to the Moon,
Sitting by the window,
About all the blows of life…..
Looking into the depths of the Moon,
She forgets the shallows of her life….
Listening to the peace that the Moon contains,
She tames the demons of mess around….
Her eyes crave for the Moonlight,
As the dusk nears…..
With a heavy heart,
Bids adieu to the Moon when the Dawn is up!
moon walking
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