The world is sleeping in the night's lap,
except you and me,
i tried running away from you,
you just chased me down,
while our little play
once you got caught in the branches of a tree,
i climbed till the edge of the tree but you were unreachable,
i wondered how you grow and then you shrink and disappear,
i thought you fell in my backyard well,
i tried saving you once but you drowned,
i thought i'll never see you again,
i cried a lot, but i found you again in the sky!
My secret friend!
Called The Moon!
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