Maeander

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[maeander]

Noctilucent

I passed through your life, Like storm clouds at night.

A fading silhouette of intent, Emotions scattered and out of focus.

What if instead I was the moon, Hiding myself away from you?

Perhaps you were the one to shine, And I tried keeping you for myself?