What he didn't know,
she loved him like
day loves the night.
Knowing he wouldn't
accept who she was,
like the night, she
was the moon, who'd
die for the sun every night.
He was the sun, the light
of her entire world,
like a night gale she calls
for him, to love her.
What he doesn't know,
she was always willing
to sacrifice herself,
so he could live happily.
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