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FULL MOON by LUCILE ENLOW

First Line: I / AM THE STILL, WHITE MOON
Last Line: SOON YOU WILL REACH IT—SOON!
Subject(s): DEATH; MOON; NIGHT; WHITE (COLOR); DEAD, THE; BEDTIME;
I
Am the still, white moon,
Wistfully shining
To catch your eye:
Pale with delight
Or palely repining;
Sick with longing to die.

You
Are the wild, black night
Like an eagle flying
Into the moon:
Reckless for bliss,
Heedless of crying.
Soon you will reach it—soon!



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