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Random midnight poem
What is it..

About the moon.. 

To look above,

She makes you swoon.

She is so hypnotic,

Mystery and unknown beauty.

In some ancient language,

She speaks of an eternity.

Lovers share that same moon,

Some nights tears are shed,

Crying for the sun,

To erase the memory of why we bled.

Others lie embraced,

Grasping at the light,

Touching that eternity,

That's only felt at night.

She is romance and mystery,

There above so bright.

She knows all our history, 

She's watching us tonight.

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