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Elotha
Under the starlit canopy
in an overflowing of turquoise sea,
our forlorn Moon Queen footslogs the waves
in yearning of a medium that saves
her memories of the sun.
It seems a splinter of tranquility...
in an overflowing of turquoise sea,
our forlorn Moon Queen footslogs the waves
in yearning of a medium that saves
her memories of the sun.
It seems a splinter of tranquility...
