The Sun and The Moon

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He was the sun. Like how the sun fills the sky with its brilliance and warmth, he filled the world with his light and spirit. He shone brightly, that he glowed in the soft light from the window. But none can get closer to him, for none was strong enough.
            She was the moon. Like how he was full of light and spirit, she was bright and lovely. She was beautiful, and people looked at her with fondness. She was a reflection of him, like how the moon reflects the sun.
            The sun and the moon, a very sad tale. They could never meet, though she was his reflection. He went to find her, but he missed. For she had already passed him. It was their fate, to long for each other but can never cross path.


(137 words)

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