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the moon is at her brightest and most beautiful tonight
the moon is at her brightest and most beautiful tonightas she casts her gaze down, down onto the earthand onto all the earth’s creatures, going about their evenings,though they seldom gaze back at her she is draped in her finest golden silkssheer, translucent clouds wrap around her shouldersand she peers at us through glasses made… Read more
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still
stillsilent and softwith a breeze that caresses my skin and soulwinding gently through the pines i know not where i amyet all the same, i do a cardinalglides lazily through the skyhis red coat a spark against the misthe guides me toward his homeand if he could invite me inhe would i know not where… Read more
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the poetry of casey valerie halloran 