As you live out your day,
You notice the sun moving away,
Making room for it's rival,
But it's important to our survival.
The moon, it starts lighting up,
In which shape doesn't matter,
Let all your plans shatter,
Because it is time now.
To lay down in a comfortable bed,
Close your eyes,
And see the dream ahead,
Before it arrives.
Good night!
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