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You used to be the moon and I used to be the sun.

We stared at the earth so far away from us — closer to you — reality, mine so far away.

How could you hide from me so suddenly?
So easily?
So stubbornly?

When will you unhide from behind the earth?

The sun is lonely, moon.

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