Moon

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The darkness fades
The light grows
In what we come to know
As the evening show

The moon just stares at me
Wondering what should be
The end of my story

The light is so bright
You can't really avoid
Being blind or losing your sight

The moon hides the stars
Some of which aren't far
But the light scares them away
For they will be there some other day

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