The grieving, prodigal moon
is roaring, rushing through the
night light-
ing candles trying
to find treasure hidden
by the sun
longing to learn the
secrets of heat and fire
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The grieving, prodigal moon
is roaring, rushing through the
night light-
ing candles trying
to find treasure hidden
by the sun
longing to learn the
secrets of heat and fire