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The moon fades from the morning sky –
its pixie light falling off the
milky edge of the world…

With a sigh and a tear
the morning sky lets
the moon go – over the bridge
through the orange tree
into the brightening

It’s a secret – the sky and moon are
in love – and so they let the day have
its way –
every day –

“It’s a dream within a dream…” the sky whispers –

The moon simply tears away.