For the one who breaks and joins moon back together,
For the one who anyways stayed,
All through the broken phase.
The stories of past moons,
The curse and the boon.
The smiles, miles and the exile.
All this and the dark stories,
About whom,
I only told the moon.
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Not good graphic design.
I’ll probably read it, probably not.
Nobody knows the future.
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What do you mean by “not good graphic design”?
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Beautiful!
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Absolutely wonderful!
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Hissofff we re asleep here!@@@!!!@!
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This is what you get for disabling old ladies. Now sleep.
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Very nice 👍🏻👍🏻
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Hey, this is a really beautiful piece. I enjoyed reading it. Anyways, I hope you don’t mind that I nominated you for a Sunshine Blogger Award. Check it out here https://thepoetspeace.wordpress.com/2020/06/30/sunshine-blogger-award-3/
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Just found your lovely site, lovely poetry speaks to me.
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Thank you so much 😊
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Oh my goodness. This is beautiful beyond limits ❤️
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Thank you so much 😊
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I stumbled on your site by accident. I love it. You have interesting poems which I like. Congrats!
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