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genuine, a poem



 "I will be here..."

said the moon


you are always up there, mister 

and yet 

between us

not anything near


-R, 19; stepping the reality 


*disclaimer: you might not really get the meaning of not anything near in stanza 2; well, to make it clear a bit, usually we say 2 km far, 5 meters apart, 1000 light years etc. but in this poem, it wants to express that there's no specific measurements for the distance between the persona and the mr moon, alias TOO FAR that it can't even be measured!


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