Paraselene

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(A bright moonlike spot on a lunar halo; a mock moon)

The night is cold,
To your love,
I’ll hold.
The day is hot,
You calm my thoughts.
Winter deep,
Sunny sky,
Autumn morn,
I see your eyes,
I hear your heartbeat,
Humming the tune of love,
Far or near, o my dear,
My heart to you I share
Nearer still, near my dear,
Nearer still, near and dear.
∞ ∞ ∞
— Cotek
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