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I went outside glanced at the moon It surprised me, the moonlight shun Walking my dog, seeing the sky glisten It was different, the moon has met fruition Dangling from the sky like an apple It was almost as I could pick it's existence It was low hanging, similar to a tree Oh what a beautiful sight to see
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Jan 4
Jan 4, 2026 at 6:07 AM UTC
Low Hanging Moon
I went outside glanced at the moon It surprised me, the moonlight shun Walking my dog, seeing the sky glisten It was different, the moon has met fruition Dangling from the sky like an apple It was almost as I could pick it's existence It was low hanging, similar to a tree Oh what a beautiful sight to see
One Walk, Two Perspectives
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Jan 4
Jan 4, 2026 at 6:07 AM UTC
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