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The inferior quality of the light the Moon blows,

Lays not a secret, in the Sun’s brilliant glows.
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You wouldn’t understand us
As we see things in a different light
Which is no light
Dogs, cats, car, bus
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Hopelessness and despair
On a bed tainted with Death
And above, a deep layer of dying air
A frail voice, “Dog (doc) , do I have any hope left? ”
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Rants And Tastes- My Heavenly Mother

The inferior quality of the light the Moon blows,

Lays not a secret, in the Sun’s brilliant glows.

Directing your energy on people,

Living in places sprawling miles apart,

Even where my contented goats fart,

In the solitude of my shepherd’s estate

Can I feel your heavenly warmth, shining radiantly down like darts.

Frustrated I must admit,

Of the beads of salty water you forced me to emit,

I still sincerely appreciate your generosity.

Though, yet again,

I enjoy the cooling land breeze that I gain

When you cease the day,

After I patiently seize the day

Wait, that is your doing too,

Right?

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