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August 28, 2014
Oh moonsong
lamenting at my window;
what wants you now of me?
Oh moonsong
chanting by my window;
in peace leave me to be.
Oh moonsong
fading from my window,
behind the citrus tree.
Oh moonsong
return again next morrow,
so alive, I know, I be.
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