Moonstone on a chain, as I follow my gaze
into your soundless, opaque world,
I stroll about, peering through your milky mist,
striving to comprehend.
Inside your small body, the landscape is timeless and immense,
which makes sense,
given the beguiling round orb that is your namesake.
You were here long before I, or even mankind, existed,
and you will...
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