That Silent Moon
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Shaun Cronick
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That silent moon has shone on my soul,
With icy fingers I am nothing in her grasp.
A nobody and I venture with empty heart,
Through a startled night wherever she wishes.
She commands me, a mere human putty flesh in her hands,
Directs me and drives me with ethereal force onwards.
Forever forward to a place none have ever seen,
Her silver light intensifies and I am born again.
Bu şiiri puanla
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