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Prayer to the Moon

The night, sweet and clear, is windless, and serene above the roofs and in the middle of the orchards the moon rests and in the distance reveals, serene, every hill and every mountain. My prayer rises to you, oh Moon, so that I can be part of your immense glow.

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