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poem is never finished, only abandoned. ~Paul Val�ry
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Moonswept Kiss
I'll sing to you an endearing rhyme Of childish dreams and moonbeam lines Tales of woe, tales of hope Songs of that forgotten time. I'll give to you a moonswept kiss A blanket of sky, a pillow of stars I'll whisper to you of thoughts unbroken And give to you my heart as a token.
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