The moon
and the sun
Tied by fate
but torn apart by time
Day and night
they lost the fight
Now I see
their sorrow,
a painful tomorrow
Till the day
heavens align them together
as one’s shadow
casts on another
The few minutes
that last till eternity
The sacrifice made
for amity
Solace and yearning
their story
Pure and painful
almost holy
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