I stare at the moonlight, lost in its gaze
On a trail that ceases to end
Refraining to inch closer, im trapped
Struggling, i black out into uncharted realms
Harbored vixens of the night moan of sorrow
Terrified i retreat, squandering in the land of views
Finally rising, my vision grows
Appearing to notice my horizon
I witness a being, a being so elegant i gawk at its identity
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