Strange Writing
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Moonrise (triolet)

When the moon glows before the sun sets

And the scent of honeysuckle hangs in the air

Artemis appears as a wispy silhouette

When the moon glows before the sun sets

Her perfect aim can fill a man with arrows of regret

Protector of all maidens fair

When the moon glows before the sun sets

And the scent of honeysuckle hangs in the air

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