Darkness covered every part of her as if protecting her from the light she is afraid of.
She was born in darkness,
But even if she were given a choice,
She would choose darkness over light,
Her flaws, her mistakes,
Everything is hidden, all that can break
her, if and when revealed in light,
So, she fights,
Stick to the dark,
like a queen of darkness,
She shines, bright
just like Sun,
but, she is the Moon of night,
a warrior, a giver, a beacle of hope,
for those,
who are lost,
she is the guiding force.
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