Stolen GloriesA Poem by NATO KRYVAVRYAnyone whoever quote how romantic the moon is, Has probably no idea nor care, 'bout what the moon Truly is Is the moon just a giant rock that appears when most people have called it a day? Yes, the moon might well be a condign prop for those who seize the night; who's to say? What the moon thinks, when it shines its fullest at night on a regular calendar day; How the moon thinks, when it shines its fullest at night on a regular calendar day Listen - I am the moon, and I boast of a light that is not even coming from me Oh, what purpose the sun has in letting me bask in a stolen glory for free? As I shine down on lovers who bask in his light, with their love seeking neither why, nor when Still the moon shines its brightest tonight, and indeed, It is full of itself again
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