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you had better not appear -
you, superfluous moon
the sky already is too crowded

truth is I'd rather be alone
on the nightest night
the night without a star
looking at you looking at me
we don't really exist

everything can and cannot be seen
on a night like this
what I'm touching is not you -
I can almost feel
- is that your spirit

and everything is uncertain
today, tomorrow, the next instant
do they exist

do the night and the soul really exist

so it's best like this, I'd rather
think of you this way
you, a single-horned
blue moon, an impossible
my -

so you'd better not appear
you'd better appear
on the most night night

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