The moon was full/ but the light unseen/ to the eyes that wait'd/ twas all darkness...
Sun was bright/ when minds concur'd/ to wait with hope/ and in unison...
They all for the moon/ while all agree'd on that noon/ with belief/ that the moon 'll make em rejoice...
Non perceived a stench/that the night is come'n 2 tell hush/ buh all pray-rush/hope'n 2 relax while ts all gone.
*UNEXPECT'D STIGMA*
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