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The beautiful masquerade
Enriched with delight
Eleganlty, the moon reveals
Unfolding, the paradox of life

Beneath the silver moon
The fireflies, do rejoice
While there's scrap of plume
Where the dead comes alive

Wrapped up, the sack of bliss
Forsaken, till the scab begins to feel
Embrace the light, when it beams
For in the latter
It becomes, the darkness's meal

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