To the moon and the sky
she asked the stars.
To the bird and crew
she pled to take her too.
But within her it was,
the wings to fly high.
She was already there,
shining at its peak
And she came to know
the moon was named after her.
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Behind The Words
PoetryA writer can never stop running. Running from the reality.. To find the perfect solution to sort out things. And the writers keep running.. Behind the WORDS!
