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Mar 2011
You are the moon,
That lights my sky.
Thus reflecting the sun.
I see you
In all your phases.
Changing, yet the same.
Starting with a full glow;
Then slow you go.
All the way to a fingernail.
Only to come back,
With a brighter glow.
Matthias
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   Lauren Ashley
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