It is almost 3 am and I want to write about something I have admired for so long...da da da...the moon! In the past two weeks, the moon has become something that I consciously think of, I keep saying to myself how much it is beautiful and inspiring. Daydreaming, I wrote a poem (sort-of) about me and the moon. In the foggy and fluffy space, the moon was wearing a face mask and when I took it off, there were sirens everywhere and spotlights on my face. Last Friday, I was admiring the moon even more when this song, descended from somewhere in Seventh Sky to YouTube to my laptop. It is called paper moon. "Say it is only a paper moon, sailing over a cardboard sea...Yes it's only a canvas sky.. hanging over a muslin tree" ♫♫♫
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I have known you since childhood A figure from ancient history A king with a nickname...king Tut.. How could I believe in you when it has al...
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I saw my mother stitching clothes I kept my torn clothes and always said 'I will fix them soon' Today I threw a few I stared at them... -
The moon is pretty in the sky And all I would like to do is to listen to this song Non-stop as I watch the moon 🌙 But I have things to do...