Moon

And the moon spoke words that the sun would fathom. But only the stars know. And I found myself staring at the sky one night wondering about life and I heard the moon. I heard it say,     ”Believe me it is lonely up here as it feels down there.” And I responded,  “ But you’re surrounded by stars.” The moon responded with, “But they don’t care what I have to say.”

This poem is about: 
Our world

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