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WHAT THE RABBIT THOUGHT

September 1, 2023

In the night, when it's just the moon and me,

and some reassuring fireflies,

I remember that you are there always.

Always like the moon,

always like the sun and the roots of century trees,

when I can see you and when I can't,

steady and steadfast,

always and always.

The moon and the fireflies remind me.

They do their best to calm my rabbit heart.

Tags rabbit art, poem about the moon
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