The man in the moon speaks to me. He whispers little encouragements to me throughout the day. I want to be with him. I ask, “When will I finally be able to meet you face to face?” “Soon, my dear,''he replies. The next day, he tells me, “It’s time pet. You can come to me now.” I am giddy with excitement. I finally get to meet my true love, the man in the moon. People won’t think that I am crazy anymore. I step off the chair and fall to the eternal darkness where my man in the moon resides.
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