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Dec 2011
How sweetly lover's kiss to you late sun
Stay, will you not, and hold the moon some more
For darkness I do dread, till sleep has won

Of dark the world has gone wile moon doth soar
Up high she reins supreme above in sky
Night Queen her name as we look to adore

Closing the curtains from the moon so nigh
I turn to bed full of apprehension
And softly had I done it that I cry

Surrounding black engulf with high tension
The tricks a mind does play when drench in void
To all insomniac's no need to mention
When sleep does come how I am overjoyed
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