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you, me and the moon
yet another insomniac night
scrolling through igram and other social media sites

stared the ceiling enough, I crawled towards the balcony
windy breeze carrying aroma of basil, such an alchemy

I felt the intimidating darkness while gazing at the sky
the pale moonlit carpet laid over the tiles

unusually tired I untied my hair
sat beneath the starry sky, hands wrapped around myself

the sight so intimate and fathomless
unbounded me to unveil the secrets I never shared

to the extremities it was all so intense
the moon was a scrupulous witness

an hour passed by and I percieved
a poetry I lived and certainly shall believe

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