On the dark canvass
I am a lone star gazillion miles away
An orb spreading smothered luminescence,
I appear from here
I can be a sun but distance defies this
And when I try to transgress the borne and twinkle beyond my limit
He manifests himself
Flaying the obscurity caused by cloud,
He shines, His ivory stratum cast forth a serene pale light
And then a victim of oblivion I become
Grotesque body in a night ruled by the moon many call me this
Disdain I never feel,
because I know moon is a parasite
But I possess my own light
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