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Life is about Choices,

And I have chosen to be the Moon,

Who will probably have to be Sacrificed,

Just to let the Sun rise.

Forever summer

How long have we lived in Spring?

Shall we ever make it to Summer?

And stay there forever,

And live the Sweetest Thing?

Never -- please -- enter Autumn,

So dull and full of boredom,

Or Winter,

With Its cold, dark Death.

- By Urip Hudiono