The moon left behind
its landscape with a deep breath and a chill besides. My grandmother always said that a full moon is beautiful, but it brings the cold with it. I have found that to be true, especially today. Walking back to my car from work I had the moon's landscape in my mind, whipping wind across a cold landscape. I am not complaining, it's just an observance of change. I see the stars a little brighter at night, even in the city, and have been watching Mars rise above the pine tree. Hello to the passing constellations.Nice to see you again.
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