Oh moon.

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In the dead of night, when I'm alone with my thoughts
well, not thoughts, but a thought, because she is the only thought in my mind.

I'm a one-sided lover, and she is a pretty lady one of a kind.
she is just like the moon, beautiful from far away.
and I know I can't go near the moon because I'm restricted to...

I'm no astronaut; I'm just a poet.
I'm not the love of her life, but I'm just one of her lovers.

-notthepoet

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