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Sep 2016

The night sky seems darker
as stardust teardrops
fall silently as if mourning
the passing of the day

And as I stare upward
I notice the crescent moon
is frowning with me
as my tears too fall silently
Stephan
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Stephan  Camp Johnson Crossing NW
(Camp Johnson Crossing NW)   
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