Poetry

The Moonlight Shines.

The moonlight shines,

Dancing around the twilight.

It speaks of the unspoken dance,

Which makes mankind evolve.

It brings the new light,

For the moonlight is a paradox,

Hidden by the truth.

Glorified by false happenings.

The moonlight is a mirror image,

Of how we see ourselves,

In the three dimensional box of being humanoid.

Many are paranoid,

Many are sick,

The moonlight cares for none,

For it does not exist.

Adios!

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