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A friend of mine

A friend of mine

I weave millions of stars to climb to the moon, a friend of mine, Shining brightly hiding my family in its dunes, The kid me is sad as it cradles each twinkle, It too wants to fade away and shimmer and mingle. The ladder seems so high as I pick up each glitter tenderly, My small hands are blistered with its charm but I walk ardently, I want to meet my family peeking from the moon, How do I walk to there when my feet don't carry me soon. My piggy tails bounce as I try to hold each constellation, To stitch my ways amongst the clouds I'll fly with the reverberations, And those bodies are kind and as fluffy as I can feel, They help me sprinkle the stardust to meet my family. I'm calm but still in rage as to why they say that Moon is scarred, It is so pretty emanating radiance around and it is just so far, I like the moon but are there any people shying to come out? I'm sad a bit but still, I gather the courage to pass this creeper running about. I did find a way out to be sheltered in those balls of fire, And the ruler of all, the Moon smiles proud as I jump my way up the ladder, I didn't give up and I'm filled with immense zeal to overcome my fears, I'm sure I'll find out the hidden celestial bodies in the big sphere.
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