The clock strikes one, the air still warm
The shutters latched, the crescent smiling.
One day at a time,
A moment to learn something new
A minute to see a different side of you
The clock strikes one, the sky very clear
The gates locked, the first quarter calling
One night at a time,
A twinkle in the deep dark blue
A second to see the other side of you. 🌗
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