Here,but still lost.
Gazing at the perfectly imperfect moon.
The moonlight is bright yet dark
It shows us the way, but still needs support
From its friend.
We search for examples of friendship
The truest form
But we find none.
Never realising, that all we have
To do is look up.
Look up at the sun, moon, and stars.
Never leaving each other.
The stars always keep their promise
Of never leaving the side of moon when
Its dark.
The moon becomes invisible,
So that the sun could shine.
The sun sets,
To repay its friend.
Its like two sides of the same
Coin,
Never failing each other.
They might fight and the raging clouds
Might cover them,
But its never permanent.
There is nothing
Like a goodbye.
I wish the earth
Was like that.
There's a reason they are celestial.
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