Manannan, as the crescent moon rises, a glint of shining white in an expanse of rich blue, I think on you. Mac Lir, as the waves of your seas are drawn in the well of the moon, so may I be pulled toward you: mayI be washed in your seas. - Mike Bierschenk -pic.twitter.com/PyZTVMhkIO
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