Our Star, Sun, and Moon

We all love you.

Especially for You

Send with Love

Unreachable

I felt the pain
Sharp as a razor;
why?
It is just the wind.

I have much to regain
From clouded mind;
My!
I am so unstable.

I have yarn for the name
That I wanted to call;
Small world?
It could be unreachable.

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