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Beneath the moonlight’s healing glow, tonight,  

Healer of battered strophes torn apart,  

You braid each frayed seam with indigo thread,  

Reviving songs where broken echoes start.  

Beneath the moonlight’s healing glow, serene,  

Repairer of ragged couplets, riveter of rhyme,  

You crown each twin-born verse in vaulted gleam,  

And bind two wandering lines in gilded time.  

Beneath the moonlight’s healing glow, you rise,  

Restorer of splintered verses, torn and bare,  

You trace each shattered line with silvered sighs,  

Reweaving meaning through the midnight air.  

Beneath the ebon moonlight’s healing glow,  

Salvager of scarred refrains, stitcher of sound,  

You soothe the wounded chorus with soft sighs,  

And bind its broken beats to grace unbound.  

Beneath the silvered moonlight’s healing glow,  

Patcher of disrupted cadences in flight,  

You calm the quivering pulse of scattered tone,  

Restoring rhythmic heartbeats to the night.  

Beneath the sepia moonlight’s healing glow,  

Stitcher of severed lines that lost their way,  

You guide each wayward thought along its road,  

And shape each fractured path to verse’s day.  

Beneath the ashen moonlight’s healing glow,  

Binder of fractured syllables, unbound,  

You piece the restless tongues with whispered husk,  

Reknitting scattered sounds on sacred ground.  

Beneath the lunary glow that soothes the night,  

Reviver of bruised metaphors that bled,  

You lift each wounded image to the shore,  

Enlightening shadows with the words unsaid.  

So let these mended songs ascend and sing,  

Beneath the moon, restored to blossoming.