Moon and Stars - Aofie.J.Sherwood

When I look up at the sky, I swear it's watching me back. I know it sounds mad, inconceivable even, but I can't help it. I suppose I do what I can to not feel alone, to feel like there's somebody with me when I gaze up in the evening, at the ribbons of colour high above me, the stars sparkling like diamonds, the moon like a watchful eye for us all. Maybe, sometimes, it mourns the world, and in the only way it can, brushes the tide against the earth like to comfort and embrace us...

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