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The Cry of a Moonlace Flower
The ever-persistent evening breeze
Carries the night through the trees
Slithering, stalking, its claws are spread
Searching, destroying, all light be dead
High aloft, the moon it rise
Singing its chorus, before dark dies
Satin moonlight drips shimmering aloft
Through the canopies, the moonshine drops
Spilling over flower and weed alike
Giving them breathe during night's fright
Unfurling mine petals, with not a doubt
That the moon's shining beam did seeketh me out
"O, beautiful, beautiful moon of ours,
Giver of breathe, singer of stars
Leaveth not our side alone
Lest we wither, grass to bone
And continue to radiate your profound life
Unto us, so we may delight
In your beauty, I do live
Merciful, merciful, continue to give!"
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