The final slice
Of the morning moon
Hangs low in the blushing sky
As the encroaching dawn
Steals the breath
From the slowly retreating dark
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The final slice
Of the morning moon
Hangs low in the blushing sky
As the encroaching dawn
Steals the breath
From the slowly retreating dark
Clandestine Writing... 