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I stand beneath
The moon
So bright and full
I feel it's magic
Shinning down
On this so called life
I have found
I make a wish
On it's pure light
That someday
This world
Will finally
Be alright
The clouds come in
And cover him
My dear moon
The way hate
Covers our world
Me and you
Blinds us to life's
Pure light
So bright and strong
But even covered up
I know it's there
Just like my dear moon
And I believe in it
As should you