#wss366 - rabbit
They look at the moon and see a rabbit. I look at it and only see holes in it.
They say it sacrificed itself to appease the hunger of a god. I say a god would never be hungry.
They have a lot of imagination. I don't.
They are rabbits and I'm a fox. I feast on them while they dream of the moon.
One thing bothers me: When I'm no more, I'll be forgotten, but they will keep seeing a rabbit in the moon.
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