I do not stand in moonlight.
The moon is far more bright.
The waning crescent a floodlight
Next to this impresséd night.
The high noon breaks no shadows,
Nor does its timid reach
These ever winding pathways
Even dare to breach.
A feeble luminescence
Is all could guide my way
But its sole and only purpose
Is to prove how dark the day.














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