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MY MOON

Shine down in fluorescence, Calm all my pertubance, Lest this world break my every sense, Heal me at a glance. The watery deeps, you paint blue, My thoughts; the dominant hue, Bless me with this crescent, My pain let me vent. It’s time i defamed great Armstrong, Time I mocked this Noel, For journeying many miles strong - With Mama, I need no fuel!! For you I greatly bless Providence, You shine and I am grateful, Give light, make bright with your essence, Hold my cries; they’re hateful. You grace the skies in silent fame, Your lips be silent, your eyes would tame, Dispel dark cravings with your light, Your cane; my every fight. Though you be stone, blow high and cold, I’ve felt your warmth; I’ve seen your dark, This love, dear Mama, it won’t smell old, I know one moon; ‘tis lustrous black.

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