Luna
The girl from the moon
Observing me at night
When I'm on the rooftop of our home
Or when I'm in the lake
Pondering of something
Luna
The girl in the moon
Who smiles with jeer
looks puzzled
As she observed
many sleepless people
who race for anything
To grab fortune,
fame,
a land
or any piece of dirt
here on earth
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