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Witch, do this for me,

Find me a moon

made of longing.

Then cut it sliver thin,

and having cut it,

hang it high

above my beloved’s house,

so that she may look up


and see it,

and seeing it, sigh for me

as I sigh for her,

moon or no moon.
-Christopher Carrion, Abarat: Days of Magic Nights of War, Clive Barker, 2004