Moon's Parsimonious Untold Tale
The moon I adore,
Your eyes are so splendid, I cannot loathe them;
why shall I weep?
Your smile is so quintessential I cannot detest it;
Why shall I weep?
I'II be the sun you will soak the life from;
To be the moon who never longed for me when I'm gone;
Why shan't I weep?
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