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I heard the moon cry

So I sang a lullaby
I sang of its beauty
With much sincerity

It sobbed and stopped crying
A moment of silence was hanging
I smiled at it feeling contented
Knowing its misery has now ended

Maria Michaela

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A story teller, a writer, and sometimes, a poet.

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