Crescent shall shine again...
To be scrabed of thy darkness membrane
And give hope to us
To be shield on us
Like pray of infant and like flight and pride
Our crescent shall shine again
Grove to us from remorseless
Your voice behind the mountain's echo
Your fear behind the night's frost
Your body behind the death's side...
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