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✨🐻Luna🐻✨

🎀13🎀

😝 🎀 single 🎀😝

i like Dr Pepper and i love cats

and I'm allergic to shrim

poem i made

High above the waking world where morning first takes hold, the sun awakens skies with flame, a roaring name of gold. He spills his fire across the land, a sweeping, warming breeze, and breathes his life on every leaf of all the forest trees. He is the master of the day, a fierce and brilliant force, who charts the heavens day by day along his endless course. He chases shadows from the plains and paints the clouds with light, demanding that the universe step forward in his sight.Yet far beyond his golden rays, when twilight claims the skies, the moon begins her quiet reign before our very eyes. She is a silver whisper bright, arising from the dark, to guard the stars with patient grace and leave a starry mark. She wears a glowing, pearly crown above the sleeping earth, and gives the midnight hours a calm, celestial, quiet worth. While brother sun provides the warmth, his glowing sister soothes, bringing a gentle harmony to all the ocean's moods. She rules the tides with unseen hands and guides the weary soul, making the broken parts of life feel peaceful and made whole.For thousands of years they have danced in a chase, embracing the world from their stations in space. The sun bows his head as the twilight descends, and the moon rises up like a faithful of friends. They trade loving whispers at dawn and at dusk, leaving the air smelling sweet like the musk. They never truly can embrace, bound by their cosmic roles, yet they work in a rhythm that nurtures our souls. One burns with a fierce, never-ending desire, the other provides a cool, comforting fire.Their orbits are measured in perfect design, a beautiful balance of shadow and shine. They show us that opposites need not collide, but rather can walk with each other beside. Through changes in phases and shifts in the year, they stand as a symbol of all we hold dear. One brings us the morning to wake up and start, the other brings peace to the wandering heart. In the vast, velvet dome where the galaxies gleam, they leave us to marvel and dream.So let us give thanks for the day and the night, the blazing gold sun and the soft silver light. Together they balance the dark and the dawn, a grand, spinning waltz that goes endlessly on. Though one rules the morning and one rules the sea, they make up the rhythm of how things should be. United by distance and tethered by grace, they are the eternal protectors of space. Two magnificent lights in the great vast unknown, ensuring that no one is ever alone.

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