
Could recall a Day
- the Moon just came up
Was shining high and bright
Set a new layer
on the dark daylight.
Then you see the Stars join in
- all separate light,
Showing every time
different stories
to the naked eye.
What these tails tell
mostly gets lost, no one listens,
They just observe and
try to fit numb piaces.
Forcing Them into lines
connecting far dots- mix
and matching sound,
"They" need to hear the tail,
"They" can't read them signs.
Could recall an evening
Stars got out of sight
-the shadow of daylight
blocked the Moon out,
left nothing- just the Sun
on the empty sky.



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