Magic
The way it reflected in the sea
Tragic
Faraway from its lover it'll be
Forever in orbit
Chasing shadows
Never closer to it
Walking long meadows
Of a reality altered
Milky and White
Of a love faltered
Mixed with hate and Spite
She looks down
From the skies above
Sparkling, Shining
Without a frown
He stares at the sky
Hoping to touch her soon
She's already gone by
She is The Moon.
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