Awed by her splendor Stars near the lovely moon cover thier own bright faces when she is roundest and lights earth with her silver
Oh I like that Dark M. I've been struggling to find a beggining to a poem I'm conceptualizing in my head, and something along those lines might just work.
Hehe well glad I could help you out with that
Oh, Dark Muse, that's gorgeous. I love your poetry.
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