I thought I'd share this poem- it got into the writing contest. I doubt it'll win though, I never have. XD
A moon that is always white Defying its laws For just one night
Bright and red With orange streaks All over the head
The silence is gold Filling the night, a new moon Though so old
Is this really just an hour? Or does it last for days? On our patience, it devours.
A supernatural feeling, From toes to fingertips, Silence, Silence, Silence
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