The Moon

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She was a mess of contradictions. She was simultaneously everything and nothing all at once.

Danielle Stone, Staff Writer

 

She was like the moon.

The only constant thing about her

Was that she was constantly changing.

Sometimes she was full,

Those were the best of times,

But other times,

She disappeared inside herself.

Though she was beautiful and radiant,

In every sense of the words,

She could never stay for very long.