The sun has gone down but the moon didn't rise. Her pale fire absent from my wanting eyes. Her brilliance was missing
No roads to be seen. No future, no present, no chance for goodbyes.
I once saw her phases while lost in a forest. I howled at her faces when I felt the lowest.. For it was her beauty I could not deny and her greatness unchallenged by the stars in the sky.
This night I can't see her
Perhaps never again.
But forget her I will not
This isn't the end.
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