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The tides come and go till I do not

You are not complete

But soon you will be

And then you will be incomplete again

Being incomplete is just one part

One point in time, that’s all

And being complete is never long-standing 

You shine even when not full

You shine brighter when full

But the brightness is always there



Sometimes you are blue

Once in a while blood orange

Then you become bright yellow 
There is no real black and white

Your shade depending on that space and time

You fill many nightly wishes

Dear moon

You are me

And I am you

I cycle through your phases

The tides come and go

I still exist

Till I do not 

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