When all my hopes
have fallen
and the rays of the sun
hurt
I'll hide myself
somewhere
until the sun fades
and wait for the moon to rise.
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Soulful Talks with the Moon (Poetry)
PoetryMy Poetic Creations 66-13 I get some peace of mind whenever I have these late-night conversations with the moon. Perhaps, I am a Selenophile. I love the moon. I love its beauty. I love the different phases the moon goes through. It has the power t...