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In my darkest moments
I sought out the moon
But he hid his face
Offering me modesty
A chance to hide my disgrace

No hope of finding grace
I only aim for solace
Cast your light on me oh moon!
That I may be assigned a place
With all who came before me, fallen

~RC

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