Moth in Moonlight
Now outgrown the cradle
Of my coccoon
No longer fearful
What the dark conceals
For my wings are headed
To what the moon reveals
Now outgrown the cradle
Of my coccoon
No longer fearful
What the dark conceals
For my wings are headed
To what the moon reveals
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