Het verhaal van Luna Mae

You had a hard time adjusting to the rest of the world.

Always trying to draw straight lines, however this was the last line you drew.

As we begged you to add some curves and softness to the scharpness of life, you drew the line more perfect than ever before, accompanied by a bleeping sound and the smell of a hospitalroom.

you left us in tears and heartbroken.

But we are glad you turned into a curved line that we see as we look up at night.

Just as your name says, we see a Luna.