Moonlight
When I can't sleep I don't count sheep
I look at the sad Moon taking a peep
Wondering when it will cease to exist
And if it's gone will it be missed?
When I wake up I don't look at the Sun
I hide in the bedding until it's gone
And answer the question I had last night-
If I'm to choose I'd go with moonlight.
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