The moon and the stars

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When the moon and the stars wept

We all felt their tear

Letting loose of all their fear

Over all their trouble the sun slept

Their reason we could never intercept

On came the sun like a charging spear

Their terror’s end is near

To their home they crept

“To our enslavement is this the end,” cried they

“For freedom what is the key”

“Can we once again play among the hay”

What a beautiful site be she

The sky losing its grey

 “Atlas we may be free”

 

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