moon over the village on the ride home tonight. a waxing crescent, headed to first quarter by the week's end. when i was a kid, i was amazed at the way the moon followed us all the way home when we were out at night. and i watch it still, even now, and continue to marvel at such things.
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I see the moon, the moon sees me.
The moon sees someone I want to see.
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