The moon and star,
they share the same sky.
And so did we, every year, every walk.
The star loves the moon,
but the moon loves the biggest star,
the moon loves the sun.
The fleeting moments he's had
was enough to light him up.
it'll take time
for the star to realize the moon can't see her,
his dark side always turned to her.
He's blinded by the sun,
she's blinded by the dark.
To her, he's a new moon-
empty yet he can fill her.
But he's a full moon, he doesn't need her.
the warmth of the sun
is more than enough to bathe his cold stone.
The moon and star,
they share the same sky.
And so do we, even with time flying by.
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