For all of us insomniacs

I folded the Moon 
into a paper plane
And threw it across
the empty sky
Oh, it flew so far away
Magnificent, shiny,
and light as a feather
I stole the night
From the sleeping ones
To build a tent
Of gentle darkness
For all of us insomniacs,
Strange nocturnal animals


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