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Eclipse of the Divine
The Sun dies every night,
Just so the Moon can shine.
Arises again each morning,
With the Moon still on its mind.
They always seem to miss each other,
Only rarely finding time;
To embrace each other with a kiss,
Eclipse of the divine.
Just so the Moon can shine.
Arises again each morning,
With the Moon still on its mind.
They always seem to miss each other,
Only rarely finding time;
To embrace each other with a kiss,
Eclipse of the divine.
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