A spark ignites in slumber
Where the unconscious fantasies
Relieve reality's rigid order
A special place, a finger tip away
From our dearest Luna
Her dust softens our fall
Like a bed of feathers
Protector of our fantasies
Reflecting our presence as
The light shed by our sun
Though traveling to the dark side
Is like a walk in a gloom graveyard
With skeletons grabbing
At our nimble sanity
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