As the fabric of darkness
curtains the springtide light
A foxy seamstress
sews it with a moon bright
curtains the springtide light
A foxy seamstress
sews it with a moon bright
Starry rhinestones dotted here and there
Perfuming breeze with a tranquil flare
Somewhere in this musky darkness
She encrusts a gem musical
The north star, the cosmic sparkle!
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