Sometimes I wonder,
about the tragedy of broken hearts,
between the sun and the moon.
Can you imagine,
being separated for the rest of eternity,
the only reminder of the other,
being mere traces,
before you cast them away with a bright light,
or dark shadow?
I ponder the reasons,
behind such a hurt.
The consequences,
too severe,
yet they must live,
on opposite sides of the world,
from now,
until the end of time.
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