The phases of the moon wax and wan
a face that shows and hides as time passes on
only one can know your secrets
the one thats been there for years
the mother that gave birth to that beautiful Luna
The earth
and like a child
you follow her
around you circle her playfully
as though playing a game
Always following the sands
of time and love...
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