The Moon is half-lit by a faraway star
I wonder can you see it? Wherever you are
The sky here, like my mind, is fully clear
Where it used to be cloudy, stormy, in my heart
I wonder can you see it? Wherever you are
The sky here, like my mind, is fully clear
Where it used to be cloudy, stormy, in my heart
I found these four lines scrawled on a scrap of paper (see photo below) when going through old documents in mid-2016, and realized I had begun a poem two years earlier but never finished it. This might count as the latest example of a “Lost Poem”. This find increases my 2014 poem total to 56.
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