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NEW MOON

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Night without a break

Brooded overhead

As we lay awake

On our bracken-bed.

So I shut my eyes,

Burdened by the weight

Of those starless skies

And our luckless fate.

But as I lay still

She sat up in bed:

Turn your coppers, Bill—

The new moon! she said.