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Mar 10
The sun never shined again to burn himself,
The moon glowed his way through the dark,
When the moon grew weary and tired,
He shined enough for her eyes cast magic;

The magic of her eclipse, he hid in her,
Somewhere only they know and feel,
Tranquility, stillness and quiet,
They grew in grace and love;

He no longer died every night,
She no longer disappeared at dawn,
They hid away in the peace they earned,
They only belonged to each other now;

The darkness endures for it is such,
They would shine brighter each time,
Shadow and eclipse, beautiful and powerful,
They are forever invincible now.
Written by
Moonchild  Alaska
   Rob Rutledge
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