+618 Sometimes, you have to feel sorry for the moon. The sun is chillin' all day like, "HEY GUYS, SUP? LOOK HOW AWESOMELY BRIGHT I AM." Then it leaves for the night and the moon comes out like, "Hi—" "HEY, MOON, I THINK THEY COULD STILL USE A BIT OF ME, LET ME SHINE ON YOU." amirite?
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