Part 5: La Luna

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A silver disc in the sky, so bright and fair
A source of light, beyond compare
Her phases dance, from new to full
The ocean tides, follow her tuneful lull

A symbol of night, a guide to all
Her glow a comfort, in the darkness's fall
A reminder of beauty, from up above
Her grace, a gift to those we love

Luna, a source of inspiration
For poets and painters, it's a celebration
Her beauty, transcendent and divine
A sight, that never fails to define

So let us gaze upon her light
And marvel at her timeless sight
For Luna, she's a wonder of the sky
Her beauty shall never pass by.

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