Moonscape

Oceanically feeling

My way among celestial others.

Favoritism has embellished the past

In the harlequin attire of the present.

I no longer call

My infallible self,

Rather a choice paralysis over you.

From a mighty distance,

I warmly feel the bluest colour of my core.

Arid beginnings make safe heart.

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