Fixing

I want to fix the sun
When it burns too hot
And fix the moon 
When it forgets to shine
Cuz the depths of burning, depths  of cold
Wreck my soul
And I forget amidst the travesty
Tomorrow is a new day
Forged by my intention
The thoughts unspoken
Writing the story of tomorrow

© 2023 Loly Rinn
11-Line Poetic Ponderings
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