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everyone was so in love with the moon and the stars. the cosmos is aesthetically appreciated along with the forlorn love story that gave birth to eclipse. everybody is so mesmerized by the beauty of the evening light sprouted by the luna. every poet have worded the admiration of the stars toward their moon.

yet no one, no one noticed the loneliness of the sun. fo
r even though alone, the sol stood firm in broad daylight appearing as if fine just isolated with the rise she built to serve as her shield to hide vulnerability.