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Searching for a place to stay,
None is like the home she left,
Hundreds on the board of display,
Not one, that made her heart theft.
A strange feeling in the heart,
Want to leave the place soon,
Yet she's not ready for a start,
Weather's been too dark for an afternoon.
No, she's not helpless,
She's been seeing a bright tomorrow ,
Something's making her restless,
Happiness surrounding her but mind full of sorrow.
Craving for years to leave the land,
Wanting to just escape the pain,
Things didn't work out as planned,
"Pain was a loss or was it a gain?"
She's just one of the passenger,
In a flight full of strangers,
Been desperate for an adventure,
But seems like now, she realized it's a danger.
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YOU ARE READING
ME AND THE MOON| ✔︎
Poetry☾︎Fᴏʀ, I take proud in the fact that the only ones awake in the catastrophic night revealing their disguise through ink of the ever witnessing pen, us _ME AND THE MOON_☽︎ Fᴏʀ, Us are still in debt of the sun who burden us with light❥︎ ˢᵒ ⁱᶠ ʸᵒᵘ ᵃʳᵉ...
