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My Man

My man,
He is on the moon,
glowing like a ghost,
Can not touch but feels..

Thank you,
For sending me your  secret satellite!
I thought it was a star for a moment..

My man,
He is a ghost ,
With no name,
Counting stars and recounting stars,
No purpose at all

My man,
My missing puzzle piece!

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