With moon petals in her hair
Billowing with the breeze
She twirls around everywhere
And through all the trees
While the moon is high
She continues her dance
No one is sure why
Watching her is a trance
Maybe she’s a dreamer
Dreaming she can fly
And the moon petals taught her
To reach for the sky
Whatever the reason
She’s still lovely to view
She comes every season
Maybe she’ll see you
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