The sun and moon
I have love and lost to that I shall say good
as the sun rises and the moon sets a new possibility for love to blossom.
as I may remember my first love I will not let that get in the way of the new sun that shall burn fur an eternity as the other one shall be lost for ever never to be found by me
as I have move on and will never be found.
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