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Moon Companion
The moon begs me stay showing off his craters of shadows of melodies in swirls of milky starts and shiny galaxies Blankets in black velvet hinting blues now gone Shapes and metaphors for our simple lives below, found in our silly constellations, wrapped in richness dense diamonds of glimmer, the moon, half amputated, begs me stay stay and glisten in awe of its enchantments and glory beyond my simplicity and grasp ~Lisa "midsummer" 
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