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Sunlit Night
Upon the sun
the moon has shown
a side never seen
Its wrath
Its hate
has blocked the light
a cast of its silhouette
Oh, yes, the sun, wait!
it can retaliate!
Its pride
Its warmth
has blocked the night
a glimpse of days to come.
And remained the water, untouched
the people, untouched
yet no more the moon will see.
For there has come and gone
this eclipse once again.
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