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A child of the moon, his calling
Teddy bear, close at hand
Makes his way up the mountain, crawling
This night, so carefully planned
Not by he, too little to comprehend
But by the light in the sky above
That slowly guides him, to ascend
To be closer, to the one he loves
Every night, it’s the same, this story
How the child and the moon unite
Both bask in their triumph, their glory
Fascinated by each, with delight
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