A Moment

Mend a shattered sun, 
with the hopes of a silent moon.
Forge a pulsing heart,
with graves of empty stars.
Rejoice in emerald dreams
And touch whispers of love.

Live on and discover,
The joy of building fates.
So, are you ready son,
To be the only one?
For if your answer's yes,
I know I did my job alone.

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