The Moon
The Moon, all alone in the sky.
It passes you by,
and you don't even try
to understand all that it does for you.
It provides light for you,
lighting up your darkest nights for you.
With you during your scariest times,
still with you despite all your crimes.
It'll be there with you forever ,
through all kinds of weather.
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