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last night the full moon laid a cloth of white
there is an hour of peaceful rest
the snow whispers about me
you are my companion
tripping up, falling down
skies they were ashen and sober
when i returned at sunset
little gate was reached at last
rising moon has hid the stars
have you not heard

 



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