"The Moon and I"

I stare at the moon,
And feel completely free.
Its hidden meaning,
Only known to me.

All those around me
Know nothing I guess,
Of how I stare at the moon
And it relieves all my stress.

I think of how his came to be,
But it always just confuses me.

So I sit alone,
My world amiss.
Absorbed in what can only
Be described as bliss.

by Silky Wolf

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