Moonin’

Every month the moon marks me as it fills.
I fell more and more as I followed the moon on her.
The effort of holding on to the reins overwhelmed me most days.
I fell into worlds with her.
Waves scare me, wave after wave, bigger than the other I felt him.
I knew it all or so I thought till her.
I could prepare for everything or so I thought till him.

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