Moon

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Then sun shines at dawn to dusk
But the moon has phases that disappears to reappear
From reappear to disappear
It always comes back
But then goes away
Never the same in the next night
Shifts in orbit
Spins like a top
Around a spinning rock with life
Goes around the changing sun in a dark, cold universe

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