A poem.
A thick, black cloud casts over.
A sense of mystery-
a world to discover.
Wrongfully so,
as could see clearly
not so long ago.
A beautifully lit sky,
full moon a shining.
When such a threat would pass by
usually. But a pining
for this veil,
has been the subject
for quite some time.
Refused all the while,
until now.
This obscurity did smile
and somehow
it shone brighter than
the full moon.
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