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I walk alone in the night

The moon hangs over me

Giving the night its soft glow

Her face is a soft blue silver

She is the only light tonight

I stare, transfixed by her beauty

I trip on a crack in the concrete

The wind stirs the trees

I fall and cut my hands

I stare at the earth

So cold and hard to touch

But she is so close and beautiful

But I love the moons glow

So beautiful and distant

I look up and she's gone

I guess I'll die here on the earth

With my heart on the moon