There was a time when he was in solitude
In a magnificent castle of his mind
In a darkness atmosphere of his soul
The moon used to be his very, very, best friend
The clouds used to be his loyal guardian knight
That could fix the complicated thread of his feeling
That could accompany him when he fought his pain
But now, he’s both the moon and the clouds itself.
Dedicated to my best friend in heaven, Dashiell Jean-Baptiste.
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December 16th, 2020.