The Sanguine Moon ever mesmerizing

Amidst the sour, dour and mournful clouds.

Hours have long since passed when our day-star

Was a luminous ball of flame, rising

With wings of majesty and pouring

Out immensely from its fountain of light.

Earth now is draped in darkly shrouds

Of night, with only stars holding steadfast…

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