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Astronaut.

I measure the earth,
with my inadequate ruler.
I measure the grounds I stand on,
no, these are never enough.

The radiant moon smiles
and share her broken joyful tales.
I silently comfort her with
my subtle response,
with my notorious ego and
my suppressed pity.

I measure the skies,
with my short stubbed fingers.
They are too far away,
the star-crossed.

The strong rays of the sun,
at times they are too violent.
However way,
these roads need to be enlightened.

And so I re-measure the skies,
even if these fingers can't reach
as I need to call upon the sun.

The planets may bend in between,
aiding me to the rescue of the
sorrow moon, and her plastered smile.

No matter how hard I tried,
the sun is a gazillion miles away.
I can't reach them with my fingers,
and I'm still on these inadequate grounds.

And so, I could only send the moon's heart
to the sun from afar, in the earth's darkness.