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moon, moon poetry

The moon is only the reflection 
Of the light the falls from above.
You are, for me, the definition 
Of love that falls from heaven.

You are my moon and the love is the light.
Sometimes love was not there.
But you were always stood by my side.

Walking on the path no one wants to walk.
Facing heat and cold no one wants to face.
And I was the unlucky one 
Not even to able to see you or hold you close.

There will be full moons.
There will be blue moons.
Oceans could never matter
As I keep you in my heart.

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