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Good Old Moon

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When I was a boy I called the moon a
white plate of jade, sometimes it looked
like a great mirror hanging in the sky,
first came the two legs of the fairy
and the cassia tree, but for whom the rabbit
kept on pounding medical herbs, I
just could not guess. Now the moon is being
swallowed by the toad and the light
flickers out leaving darkness all around;
I hear that when nine of the burning suns out
of the ten were ordered to be shot down by
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* Sunprincess * 12 September 2015
...........a fantastic poem with incredible imagery ? I hear that when nine of the burning suns out of the ten were ordered to be shot down by the Emperor Yao, all has since been quiet
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