*bluteisen* Photo
Illuminance
The
Winter
Half
Moon
Rides
On
One
Side,
Tilted,
Listening,
The
White
Light
Frosty
And
Glistening,
Making
The
Cold
Night
Bright.
What
She
May
Hear
From
Our
Whirling
Sphere
Below,
We
Cannot
Know,
And
Must
Be
Satisfied
With
Only
Her
Mute
And
Distant
Glow,
And
The
Ancient
Secrets
She
Will
Never
Show.
The
Winter
Half
Moon
Rides
On
One
Side,
Tilted,
Listening,
The
White
Light
Frosty
And
Glistening,
Making
The
Cold
Night
Bright.
What
She
May
Hear
From
Our
Whirling
Sphere
Below,
We
Cannot
Know,
And
Must
Be
Satisfied
With
Only
Her
Mute
And
Distant
Glow,
And
The
Ancient
Secrets
She
Will
Never
Show.
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