(For the context, ides here means full moon)

//Echos of the ides//

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The echoes of the ides I hear calling upon me from thy sky,
Yet I chose to ignore thee
For I, am afraid it might be a lie.

Beneath the light of thee is where I lay;
I lay upon the silken grass and secretly bask under thy glory,
The echoes of the ides I hear calling upon me from thy sky.

I try to move closer to thee but thy purity and selflessness makes my heart cry
I am not deserving of thee and thy kindness,
For I, am afraid it might be a lie.

Although, thy beauty is ephemeral and like all thou will one day die;
The night will come to an end and alas the morning will arrive, but thy kindness shall remain eternal.
The echoes of the ides I hear, calling upon me from thy sky.

I refuse to believe it, I try to deny;
I am indeed scared of thee and thy love
For I, am afraid it might be a lie.

I am indeed scared of thee and thy love,
Yet, I am also smitten by thy smile;
The echoes of the ides I hear, calling upon me from thy sky
But I, am afraid it might be a lie.

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