Moonlight
At night, I rest awhile I walk
It shines on my face so gently
as we quietly talk
It takes my fears, my worries,
my saddness, and hides them
away from the night, it
stalks upon every creature
as quietly they fight.
I understand it watches and that
It never goes to sleep, while I nap
It takes a peep at me, as quietly
like it sleeps
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