Together with the stars
The night was illuminated
And when the day starts
They were already faded
It is white, it is rounded
Sometimes it is not, it is seldom red
But it doesn't matter, as long as the night is lighted
This it makes me less afraid
It is called moon
It's here to light every dark room
You may not see it during noon
But when the sun sets down, you'll see it soon
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-fictionwarriors
CZYTASZ
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