Quietly gazing, I sense your fright
You’re wondering, will I stop the storm
Or will clouds around you, start to swarm
And hide the light, that lets you shine
The light that comes from one, divine
And should I suddenly fade away
Can you go back to yesterday?
Or will you live in fear of dark?
When at last the Earth, is cold and stark
Crescent moon, my guiding star
I think I’ll keep you, as you are
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