Fading away

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Until now, I was just cautiously holding the limited freedom
That everyone once had
The moon dust I delicately threw fell onto the night sky
As it formed a parabola
Again and again
It shatters without thought
I can't let go
though there was nothing to hold on to begin with
Buring into the night sky
Hoping that
You'll see the last of me

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