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moonbeams

MOONBEAMS

Shadows dancing in the streets
Limbs swinging to the breeze
Tumbling, twirling leaves

Vibrant glow calling
Souls howling
Darkness is filled with life 
Screaming, “Come see.”

Wanderers stalking
Silent prey
It’s always darkest before the day.

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