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In Passing
The moon passes over the sky
like temptation in the night,
and even I cannot resist a glance.
My silent lantern man,
the sky is forever your wingspan;
I swoon, while you interlude a lover's dance.
like temptation in the night,
and even I cannot resist a glance.
My silent lantern man,
the sky is forever your wingspan;
I swoon, while you interlude a lover's dance.
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