Looking up at the dark stary sky,
Watching clouds move quick,
The wind pushing them by.
Making me realise,
Time goes so fast,
Teaching me that,
Nothing ever lasts.
I get a glimpse,
Of the old wise moon.
Don't you see,
It's shining for you.
Tears form in my eyes,
I wipe them,
The smile's my disguise.
So no one will know,
So my feelings don't show.
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