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Light of the Moon
and she danced by the light of the moon eyes closed and breathing slowed wrapped in dreams so old memories that were untold with a fellow that once was hers they promised to meet and passionately each other to greet in the light of the silver moon but day after day and year after year her heart grew small for never was he there not at all and finally tears falling dried in their path she came to believe the promise was made of silken lies how cold she grew inside though no others ever knew how slowly she died irony it is and will be as she laid on her bed breathing her very last breath for years she had danced for nights she had dreamed in the light of the silver moon and always alone ever alone at last in her death she found what was her life but too late did he come for her they kissed one last time eyes closed and breathing slowed together for one last time and all she could do was give a heartbroken cry and with the meeting of his eyes she died