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  • Writer's pictureLaura Grá

Doom of the Moon

With many faces, Moon is kissing Time,

In many verses,

Seductively She shines.

Nor serenities were left in her bloom,

Now, only scars lie in her momentary doom.

And light is hiding in her shades of blue,

Cutting her daring golden waist in two.

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