The Shadow of My Moon

Graceful she is, winking at my every thought. 

Sheltered by her shadow, she comforts me.

Her reassuring faces,

Her beam of life, 

She is infinite. 

Valiant she will always be,

For she sits high through the toughest storms.

Vivid she will always be,

For she shines though the darkest nights.

Longing for her light, I follow her.  

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