The scarlet moon shines,
Giving the water an ethereal light;
The form a red color,
Like beautiful, bountiful roses.
These roses continue to grow,
Through this midnight and beyond,
Even with their imperfections,
They are beautiful.
A sonata plays for tonight,
The waves from the sea drawn in,
So it becomes an orchestra,
To accompany the sensational night.
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