My friend, the moon.

And I’m here, again, asking you to join me,

just one more time.

I promise you that tomorrow will be different,

that tomorrow they will come, that…

they will come…

Guard of the night, my dear pale friend:

bothering you again, but don’t get angry.

this time I spoke to them, I really did…

I invited them to play with us, but…

they left and called me crazy after seeing me

all by myself, abandoning me.

I told them that you were my friend, that

you sleep during the day, and play during the night and that

together we watched over the city, taking care of it,

taking care of them…

Author: Nelson Gomez

My name is Nelson Gomez. I'm 21, and I'm part of the EDIT writers team for the spring term. I'm from the dessert region of Mexico, and currently studying an exchange in Sweden. I'm joining the crew because writing has been a recently discovered passion of mine, and I want to start practicing it more, and I find the opportunity of writing for EDIT the perfect one for doing that.

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