Party
A single ray of moonlight
pierces night
I follow it into
a moon glade bright
where the fae are gathered
for a dance
Where dark elves
intoxicated prance
Foxes sly
hide in the gloom
to gaze
at the gentle rabbit
as she plays
Night world comes together
for a ball
Every living thing
hears darkness call
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