After the moon lost her memory, she searched, in the night skies, for what she doesn’t recall, that was, lost. She’d searched, high, and low, but, didn’t make a sound, and, whilst searching for what she doesn’t know what she’d already lost, she’d lost that glow now.
After the moon lost her memory, she’d, sat, by her windows at night, giving off, that dying light, and, the people on earth, seemed to feel, that the moon, had lost her glow too, because, she used to illuminate their paths home, but now, there’s just, that light, that’s slowly, dying off.
After the moon lost her memory, she’d searched, during the daytime, asked the sun if he knew who she was before, but, the sun was too busy, shining on the day, he’d, ignored her, and, she felt, more lost, than ever before………
After the moon lost her memory, she no longer recognized the other planets, who were, once, her friends, nor does she know, all the stars, who were, once, her children, and, the moon lives, alone now.

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