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March 2, 2020


Just like the moon has her phases,

so too does the heart.

Let it crescent and fall.

Let it beam in a sea of burning stars.

Then cool and hide in the smokey clouds.

Let her grow full like an expectant mother,

as then give birth into the eclipse.

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