Sol's POV
Two weeks have passed,
the case coming to an end;
Clues coming together
show the truth that has been chained
I never saw her cry
except the first day
She's a very strong woman,
never let her world turn gray
Within that time,
Luna and I got close;
She wanted to help
Yet act like she's the boss
Is that even possible?
They accepted her offer;
Saying she'll be a great help
when she's supposed to be a teacher
"Sol,let's eat first
All that deductions are killing me
We're almost there,
We can now be chill"
she said happily
"It's not yet done"
"Sol stop being a killjoy
The foods are calling us
oh!their tiny voice"
Luna's 30 years old
yet she's so childish
I had solve a million puzzles
Yet it's hard for me to solve
the looks in her eyes
the mystery in her smiles
the codes in her existence
as to why I felt comfort in her presence
Tis is something I can't deduct
a cipher I can't decode;
a puzzle I can't solve
The truth, how to unfold?
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