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There is a lady in the night A constellation fair Lady of the Crescent Moon You'll see her sitting there. She wears a diadem of stars Opals of bright hues Each color in it represents A soul who's been abused. She, who is their patron Lets them shine like suns She holds them in the heavens And cares for every one. She holds a scepter crystalline Wears rubies on her sleeves Her bossom alabaster stones A tapestry she weaves. The crescent moon behind her It's beams are like a flood It is a second diadem For she's of royal blood. AH! You cannot see her? No. You will not see her soon You'd only see from VENUS Lady of the Crescent Moon.
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Aug 10, 2019
Aug 10, 2019 at 5:07 PM UTC
Lady of the Crescent Moon
There is a lady in the night A constellation fair Lady of the Crescent Moon You'll see her sitting there. She wears a diadem of stars Opals of bright hues Each color in it represents A soul who's been abused. She, who is their patron Lets them shine like suns She holds them in the heavens And cares for every one. She holds a scepter crystalline Wears rubies on her sleeves Her bossom alabaster stones A tapestry she weaves. The crescent moon behind her It's beams are like a flood It is a second diadem For she's of royal blood. AH! You cannot see her? No. You will not see her soon You'd only see from VENUS Lady of the Crescent Moon.
I hope you enjoyed this. It's written for my friend Sar, and based on a picture she drew. I LOVE that drawing!
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Aug 10, 2019
Aug 10, 2019 at 5:07 PM UTC
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