The sun goes down, You come up & I find myself running away. Not again, Full Moon. Not again. You falsely shake my ground, Shift my footing, Flip my mood. I used to embrace this, Collapse into this emotion. & now I find myself Slipping into the shadows Waiting quietly, Patiently, Peacefully For you to change your phase.
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