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The Moon Maiden
Dawn rose
Her golden hair lighting the sky
And she caressed the Earth
In her fiery finger tips
Painting color onto every
Tree and flower
Whose color had been bleached
By the Moon
All the glassy-eyed marionette puppets
Were brought back to life
Dancing in the light
Their eyes shone
From their mistress’ warm glow
The puppets kneeled before
The rising sun
Smiling and full of joy
A feeling so different
Than the cold fear the Moon brought
The Darkness
That was when Twilight, the setting sun
Dropped her marionettes
Left them strewn about carelessly
And the shimmering Moon came out of hiding
The Moon Lady smiled down sadly
At the lifeless figures
Littering the Earth
But she didn’t say anything
No
Instead she blew soft kisses
Into the unforgiving black space
Where they twinkled like diamonds
And she shed tears,
Which landed on the puppet’s faces
And clung to their eyelashes
Like silvery dew
Ah, but the marionettes didn’t appreciate
The twinkling lights in the sky
Nor the beautiful tears shed in sympathy for them
They just waited for Dawn to return
With her golden hair
And glowing finger tips
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