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๐ŸŒš~MOON~๐ŸŒš
๐ŸŒœThy beauty haunts my heart and soul.
๐ŸŒšOh, thou fair moon, so close and bright.
๐ŸŒœThy beauty makes me like a child.
๐ŸŒšThat cries aloud to own thy light.
๐ŸŒœThe little child who lifts each arm
๐ŸŒšTo press thee info her bosom warm.
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๐ŸŒœThough there are birds that sing this night
๐ŸŒšWith the white beams across their throats.
๐ŸŒœLet me deep silence speak for me
๐ŸŒšMore than for them their sweetest notes
๐ŸŒœWho worship thee till music falls
๐ŸŒšIs greater than thy nightingales.
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