Moon

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- the message

"Dost thou want to go for a night walk?"
Heard saith the human, talk.
Felt the menace crawls my skin,
You're bizarre! what hath thou thinkin'?

Moon cast beams that shineth upon,
Yet thee been darker than the sun.
O'er wrought this anger beneath,
O'er wrought this barrier between.

Moon, a cold and light that gives,
Just like thine, gave me cold reliefs.
Wish to the moon, thy replies,
Wish to the beams, thou reflect.

- sciiyan 04/07/2022

- sciiyan 04/07/2022

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