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On a moonlit night, one rabbit asked an owl,
"Does true love exist?"
The owl just smiled and said,
"It does, look above you."
The rabbit tilted her head in confusion,
"What about it? It's just the Moon."
The owl once again smiled, face filled with nostalgia,
"True love is selfless and is born with sacrifices."
The rabbit was more confused with what she heard,
"What is its connection with your definition?"
The owl turned his gaze to the silver moon and smiled,
"The Sun loves the Moon so much he gives his life every night just for her to shine and dance."
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Moon Child | Ongoing
Poetry"Home isn't always four walls. Sometimes it's one warm embrace And two people's heartbeats as one. " - Moon Child (StarHues) Collection of poems mostly tackling about falling in love with someone out of your reach. Musings about the pain of unrequit...
