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The Silent Ear of the Moon
Does the Moon ever tire of the tales spun at night,
Whispers of lovers, of dreams taking flight?
It gathers the secrets we keep in the deep,
And weaves them into its silvery sleep.
With craters like pages, it holds every...
Whispers of lovers, of dreams taking flight?
It gathers the secrets we keep in the deep,
And weaves them into its silvery sleep.
With craters like pages, it holds every...
