So Spaced!
She's Spaced, first Lunar Laureate, 'Colon'ized Moon,'
Who knows how many sing her tune,
Her beauty flows in ancient rhyme, gives voice to time,
Word's gravitas, with firmament unsung before,
Where rust's an unknown metaphor.
Moon has no seasons, though it spins, knows no regrets,
What Lora wants there, Lora gets,
With Love unfazed by charms of men or wiles therein
Her...
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