Tea-House Of The August Moon

                 Inspired by Enya’s beautiful song, “Tea-House Moon

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The last moon that you would ever see, was August 4th, eight months past;
That Tea-House that we built so strong, and thought much longer would it last!
For it’s foundation was pure organic, brewed with leaves of longevity;
But something deadly contaminated it, and that was not to be!
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So on August 5th, after fourteen years, the house came tumbling down;
Nothing left but ashes dust, now razed to underground!
The memories of joyous days, are all that there is left;
Our domicile now gone for e’er, our hearts and souls bereft!
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Too old now to begin anew, we live in barren pain;
Wanting to be back again, with what was once our proud domain!
In dreams sometimes, we return to it, but wake up far too soon;
From the ecstasy we again all share, with the “Tea-House Of The August Moon”!
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                               The August moon’s light
                            Shone so sadly one last time
                              Tea-House then was gone