Mystic Truth


The moon follows me home every night
But always keeps its distance
In my darkest hour, I find shelter in its light
A welcomed, shadowed illumination so bright
Enlightens me through the path of darkness
Where all my sins lay bare
The mystic moon, enchanting in its shade of blue
Bringing clarity to fabricated truth

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