I am the crown the Queen of the night, There solely a kingdom where I seek to meander, Its space, To watch stars form in the milky ways, To hear realms explode into a supernova, Fragments of realms give inception to new realms, Dust and debris of comet to float into endless darkness, If twilight is spoken of, Cruelty is remembered, As there is the coldness of cruelty, There is also the ethereal bliss of the frostiness gloom, The dark is an ethereal divinity, Its sophistication can not elucidate by mere words in the vocabulary, The moon is a beast that has mere noble mortals on their knees, Everything of space is a metaphysical refinement. The moon is my destiny, I indisputably am lusted of fondling the moon, But as I am an authentic hybrid, The moon prevails my destiny, Yet I simply decided to not go anywhere, As I will merely gawk the allure of my kingdom unfold and amass mere noble mortals of the day on their knees worshipping it's a metaphysical beauty.
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