Each night she hides her face from us,

Each night she hides her face from us, Her light can no longer be seen- The moon will try to fill her void, But fails to share her true gleam.   Sometimes she is cursed a taint- And others praised a blessing. Burning our flesh, kissing our cheeks- She's everything but depressing.   Dabbing up tears and yesterday's puddles, She'll prepare a new …

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