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crescent

oh how she hung there
with her brilliant silver
lining. a thin slice of

cosmic diamonds shimmering
along the horizon of
some other world with

none to bask in her
showers save me, and
the trees, and the ground.

it was as if my lover
winked before
closing the door.

while countless staring
witnesses stood by
in dumb wonder.

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