I believe the moon loves Earth
and that they pray to the sun.
And, I wonder what they speak of
when the day is done.
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And if they dance with the stars
for they cannot hold each other.
And if they plead the sun leaves
so that they can be together.
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Katerina Petrou
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You truly have a gift for such few words -loooooovee