Moon
An endless night sitting by the blue ocean
Watching the waves move and go about
Wishing to be able to be just like it
Wanting people to play with me during the days
Having no one to see me during the days
But always bringing the fresh cold wind going across your face
The waves always waving to me when I see them
But when the day comes I would have to say goodbye to my friends
I get to see the sun bring light to the ocean but when I come out to play I only bring darkness
I can bring light to the ocean but its only when the stars shine
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