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The Moon Spreads
Her Silver Light
She Lets Fall
A Pathway
The Dark Anxiety
Of My Heart
Urges Me
Tread Lightly

I Do Not Want This Taint
Let It Moulder, Let It Rust
I Will Wait
It Will Grow Faint
Eventually
As All Things Must

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