“As I Slumber”
As the sun retreats to its faraway home
And the world is plunged into night,
The pale moon hovers like a hole in the dark,
Bringing a strange and wonderful glow;
The eerie silence enters and lingers,
And as I slumber, under the pale moon’s rays,
I feel cold and alone, just as the night,
And become one with the dark,
One with its lonesome sorrow,
And together we mourn for what we have never had,
Together we wait for the coming of the day.
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