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Moon Dancers MAG

By Anonymous

   A lost soul came to me in the quiet of night.

It was a meeting forbidden by the heavens above;

kept secret until this very day.

I never told.

But I am a believer,

and what happened on that starry night was real.

The bay breeze sent shivers down my spine,

and I wept,

for it was time to say good-bye forever.

That night, we made the moon disappear.





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