Moonlight

As the Moonlight hit her face,

My thoughts just stopped,

Frozen in place.

Stuck on one thought,

Is she actually real?

The whites of her eyes matched that of a blank canvas.

Painting images of happiness.

Showing me again what it is like to feel.

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