Wednesday, October 28, 2009
Sigh of the Eclipse . . .
I am for the moon, because I can look upon its face, unlike the sun whose bright rays make me lose my sight. The moon is ever changing, soft and fluid like its light as it phases across the sky. It shares the blue and black abyss of eternity with the far off stars. The sun is jealous, outshining all...
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