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The New Moon

The new moon brings me to the sun. I am staring into heaven for the sake of the my sanity. The new moon said that she was in love with me before I gave up on myself, but that she’d find a way to love what I’d become, and I smiled, sighing at her kindness, the softness of her shining light makes me shy.

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