You, the Moon, and Me


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you, the moon, and me

drifters of the cold lonely night

reachable and certainly free

no strings attached unlike the flying kite

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you are the person of yourself

what you are is who you really are

not just a thing at the cupboard or shelf

but a bright little twinkling star

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the moon is there not far away

when your dark times pass you by

the light is bright like the break of day

molding a life cast in golden clay

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there is me tailgating when you cried

a ready hand when hate doesn’t subside

believing you when all has painfully lied

laying all the truth right by your side…

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