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There's something magical about this world

though what, I can't quite tell

 

Maybe it's the way the midday moon

grows silver as the sun sets

as if she's beckoning the stars

 

Maybe it's the way a hawk drops from the dawn sky

down to earth like innocence lost

and takes his final, crying breath.

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