Shards

Sleepless, I see
The swollen moon
Bursting into millions
Of aimless stars
Scattered and broken,
And so beautiful.
I wonder if he,
When sleepless himself,
Thinks of me
Under our moon
And see’s beauty
Among broken mess.

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