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The moon is full
The moon is bright
A faeries kiss
An orb of light
That means she's happy
She laughs her grey
Into the shadows
Where they lay

The moon is sad
Her light then aches
Tears like sequins
Shine from lakes
Though the stars
Covet them much
They are jewels
That can't be touched

Moon will be strange
Weird phosphorus
Behind thick clouds
She glows for us
Moon is fickle
She changes oft
She can be harsh
She can be soft
She's allowed
To take such flight

She is the ruler
Of the night


SoulSurvivor
(C) 1/18/2017