Two Moons

Two moons on different axis

Two moons trailing

The one near is oblivious

Firmly set in its orbit

It turns and turns around

Bright light, shiny mirrors

Instant in and instant out

It turns and turns around

The one not so near is tormented

On the far side left

Its orbit gets pulled away

At almost breakpoint

Life pulls it back

It turns and stumbles around

Every now and then

A drifting rock slaps it

It turns and stumbles around

Two moons trailing

One is a well-rehearsed ballet

One is a comedy a tragedy

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