Here is where dreams entwine,
Beneath the stars' celestial bloom,
There I stand, beneath the sign,
Overwhelmed by the man in the moon.
His countenance serene and bright,
Casting a gentle, silvery hue,
Beckoning me into the night,
To secrets hidden, known by few.
Oh, man in the moon, mystic and wise,
With eyes that hold a million tales,
You paint the canvas of midnight...
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