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Rhyme Poetry: From the Moon to its Sun
We were not meant to share a story
So I took a pen and write this poetry
We were not meant to play along
So I stood on your shade to sing a song
We were not meant to see through our shadow
So I sat behind the firmament to cry out my glow
We were not meant to touch our sky
So I look down on earth and hum a lullaby
We were never meant to have our honey-moon
So I came searching, and then fade at noon
We were never meant to have a free time
So I decided to make this poem rhyme
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