Well past late
lunar shining
touched silver light
I call on my own
spirits to come and join
and bring the wind I adore
so I can hover to that place
no one knows but me
so I'm safe from harm
even night darkness bares
that needed protection
I drift in hope
I seep in power
I take full faith
luring me not into sin
but the perfect amount of shade
so I can sing as I do
my shaman roots to
cast more happier things
into the space
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