"People say im too little. People say im too much. People say im nothing.
So moon my friend can I ask you something?"
Moon: Yes.
"Are you beautiful as you know?"
Moon: Maybe
"How can you define your own beauty?"
Moon: Im beautiful. Beautiful as the sun goes out. Beautiful as when the sun can no longer seen.
"What do you mean?
The world is so cruel, people judge me, hate me and puts me down Like im nothing at all.
The Moon replied,
"If you want to see the beauty of others, you have to die for a while.
...
And not all people can do that. "
Posting for Jrm Mongcal
