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A PALE WHITE MOON

At night in the back of our house, On a hill, under a pale The silhouette of a hite !oon ild olf,

Ho ling a ghostl" toon The" sa" that the olf does that a night,

When a spirit rises to the hea#en abo#e As it lea#es this On the orld behind, hite do#e

ings of a pure

$o the ancients ha#e told us before, If e care onl" to listen

This ritual is repeated after e#er" death, In the night sk" another shooting star has risen

b" Ti! Tha"er

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