Moonlight

A peace past placant paths

Beauties unkempt baths

Are away from makers of that deformed masking mirror

Open and becoming, are those who hold dearer

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For unburdened mazes never meet

Under the moonlights merry beat

Only lovers reveal and revel

Within a sunsets bevel

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Like fine fitting puzzles

Becoming casted couples

In songs lifted underneath welcoming airs

Playing, like fine pitched pairs

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A peace past those placant paths

Beauties unkempt baths

Are far from recycled sighs

And there the road you’ve always known lies

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