A sliver in the drawer

The moon crashed with a thud tonight, and clouds murmured secrets from other worlds through whispering windows on Earth.

I was lucky enough to catch a piece of the moon and stash it away in the drawer for dark nights.

I can hear its silent screams, asking for release. The broken moon in the sky looks lonely.

message from the sky
naughty clouds knock once again
pine for the Full Moon

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W3 Prompt