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Moon 🌙

By the harvest moon

The lover’s moon reaches out

Only to swoon

At the alter of harvest being picked out.

In a bout, the moon’s collide

The lover imposes its power

Fully intending to win and bide

His time to overpower such wonder.

As the lover reigns

The harvest gains, through pains of

The glory of feeding, with grains,

The world that’s exploding in a bluff.