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Brittle Passion

Just like the Sun,
Rising after every set,
I, too, shall rise,
After every bitter fall.

And just like that,
I was alone, again,
Rising for only the Moon,
Wishing I’d stayed on Earth.
Written by Ghost223 (The Midnight Poet)
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