The Moon Is My Protector
sittng here all alone in the darkness,
i gaze up at the Moon
with tears running down my cheek
i look up at its bright light that shines in the night,
lighting the world that is now covered in darkness.
i don't like darkness,
I fear what hides in its shadows.
but the Moon is my flashlight and it's my protector.
i am forever your servant oh beautiful Moon.
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