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The moonlight, the dancing
The sweet serenades
It all disappears,
Reality fades.
Reality fades,
From a glow to a glimmer,
And with the coming of night
Grows dimmer and dimmer.
When the glitter is gone
And we truly see
That the world stripped down
Includes not me
We will dive back in,
Into the many shades
But fast as we grip it
Reality fades.
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~Flowing Quill.