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Dear you, In the crescent of our prying nights, I

Dear you,

In the crescent of our prying nights,
I see you lost in the infinite plights,
Why the tremors do you still carry?
Leave such solemn, find some merry.

All the things that make thy chime,
Make you gather a valour pristine,
So let the waves of joy touch thy lips,
And those tears hide in my eclipse. A letter from Moon,
Silent witness of life.

#silentpoetry
Dear you,

In the crescent of our prying nights,
I see you lost in the infinite plights,
Why the tremors do you still carry?
Leave such solemn, find some merry.

All the things that make thy chime,
Make you gather a valour pristine,
So let the waves of joy touch thy lips,
And those tears hide in my eclipse. A letter from Moon,
Silent witness of life.

#silentpoetry