The haunting moon levitates above in the cloudy night sky
A ghost blue halo radiates the illusion of a heavenly glow
But no angels play among the clouds
Only a single rose
Shyly it sways with the night breeze
Not yet in bloom, but not too secured
Angels don’t dare to touch such a delicate blossom
However gentle the touch
The rose would wither and fade
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