Lazily she rises from her cozy bed,
just a little earlier to see her sister to sleep.
She bless us with her sweet light,
and removes us from the grip of darkness,
but her majesty can't be questioned,
and her grace above comparison.
She is unique, even though she resembles her sister.
She is the queen of our night,
and a night without her is unbearable.
She,our one and only moon,our night goddess.
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Quinn\'sfav1 (Pseudonym) (
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May that moon always shine on you Will.
Andy
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