Writing with one hand
she pretends to pen Dear John…
He stays in her heart

Space between planets
allows movement and cycles
Child leaves room for song

If Moon pretended
to be a star that is big
Does Sun make a face?

I water the roots
Leaves shelter me from the Sun
Fruit quenches my thirst

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