My muse awakes
With stone-cold eyes
Innocent as he will ever be,
He dives into the day with a determined glare
Against all laughter and lit up faces
But I cannot stand to see him this way
So I make it a mission to make him smile once a day
And I will always try to smile back
Even if I've fallen below our feet
Because, as he will never know,
He and I are moon and sun,
On the opposite sides of the world without much to say,
But always enough for millions to think.
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