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Morning Moon
I saw the moon last night,
full face, festive and glowing.
When the sun rose,
it was as if he had
just changed bar stools.
He looked weary,
pale, and hungover.
Overall, he looked
bewildered.
When I stepped outside this
afternoon,
he'd wandered off
probably to bed.
Possibly dreaming of wolves,
howling in the night.
full face, festive and glowing.
When the sun rose,
it was as if he had
just changed bar stools.
He looked weary,
pale, and hungover.
Overall, he looked
bewildered.
When I stepped outside this
afternoon,
he'd wandered off
probably to bed.
Possibly dreaming of wolves,
howling in the night.
Published 25th Feb 2025
| Edited Yesterday
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