we hide our faces
until golden brother
leaves to find silver sister
then we lurk out to see
silver crescent sister
and all her bright twinkling friends
the forsaken spots
the forbidden pools
the forgotten buildings
become our playground
scaling crumbling walls
exploring overgrown gardens
the cool air
the solitary silence
the twinkling shining friends
of the silver sister
till the bright brother
comes round again
and we hide our faces

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