"Shoot for the moon. If you miss, you'll land among the stars."

once i reached for the Moon,


fishing pole in hand,


i grabbed for it


and grasped-




To catch a scale of Approval.


Yet i missed,


And fell





An Icarus


broken wings and dreams.


But I was Caught--




By a pillow of Stars


Who loved Me and held Me

Though I still longed for the    cold   and    empty             moon.

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