The Moth


A solitary moth

Flutters by the light

Uncertain on its journey

As it passes through the night

 

Its wings beat and glide

As it manoeuvres through the air

The Moon shines on brightly

But the moth knows not where

 

Loneliness, yet freedom

On its journey it embarks

And the moth continues on and on

As it disappears into the dark

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