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Morning Moon | ||
Silly moon above the bay! Seems that you have lost your way. Now the sun is climbing high You should vanish from the sky. Maybe you have work undone Or you still are having fun. Your reluctance to just fade Shows the stuff of which you're made. You continue on your track, Never stopping to look back. Though in time you'll disappear, We know you are always near. | ||
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