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dear moonbeam,

i am not happy. i've never been happy. at first i was, seeing the people smile and ask for encores of daylight, but it became too much, i became sad. because you can't always be happy, sadness must come. the thunderstorms must roll. they did today.

and i've never felt so alone.

- your sunshine

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