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To the editor:
Facing east, a stone wall and a clump of trees
The full moon quickly rises up and over thee
When it reaches the open sky
The moon man blows a mighty sigh
A …
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To the editor:
Facing east, a stone wall and a clump of trees
The full moon quickly rises up and over thee
When it reaches the open sky
The moon man blows a mighty sigh
A shower of sparkles hits the stone hard snow
January nights have been zero and below
The majestic moon treks across the sky
On the zodiac trail as night goes by
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