Oh Moon,
i understand why it is that you are so quiet and shy,
the sun speaks so loud
you stand alone and pale and cold,
you give just enough light for those who seek your quiet surrender, Like lovers or thieves.
Do the stars keep you company with there twinkling,
and do you laugh as comets pass?
Oh moon,
you are not alone.
The dogs howl and the tide rise and fall
in your honor.
You are blessed.
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