Nighttime hits, yet the sky still shines
An all too familiar face lights up the night
He comes in full, halves, and quarters
He makes the night light, and creates night life
A whole other environment, one that thrives
Living, but also mysterious, nocturnal way of life
He orbits earth and creates contrast between day and night
His gravitational pull is felt
He keeps us grounded, he keeps bodies of water at bay
He keeps the tide down and brings the tide up
He can also affect the weather, if not for him
It could mean devastation on earth
He is full of life from afar, on the surface, a different story
Craters on his face from impact, permanently damaged
His exterior is barren, no room to breathe
Nothing can survive among his presence
His demeanor is all too silent, He doesn't speak
No one can hear him, his emotions empty
Deaf to everything, he comes off as eerie
But I guess there are two sides to everyone
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