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By Moonlight2
By Moonlight2
Beauty....
the restless,
tender
of touch,
to ever,
never falls
in the memory
of those
who know
the fire
dance
in light
with night rays
for moons
to call.
Beauty....
the restless,
tender
of touch,
to ever,
never falls
in the memory
of those
who know
the fire
dance
in light
with night rays
for moons
to call.
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