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As the moon seems farther away
the higher it gets
You seem unclear
from way up there

And as you rise above me
your glow dims
Your light no longer dances
about my face

Your affect on me
like the tide rushing in
Has lost it's pull
and I turn my back

I'll look at the ground
though it's dirty and trodden
At least it's close
it's something I can cling to

Written for Lit.Org by Dark Shadow

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