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Night


I tried finding my reflection in the window But the night swallowed it up There was so much nothing that I hoped to live Before the night changed its mind Soon after, I walked outside I turned my head up to the sky I tried to count my stars, but the moon got in the way So many stars. One for you, and two for me. My face? It belonged to the night The moon? It controlled it all. But the stars? They were always mine.
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