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Mar 2012
I know you're awake.
What are you doing?
Looking at the stars aren't you?

I know you wanted me to see them.
But I'm too tired to go out into the cold.
Would you tell me about them anyway?
I bet if I closed my eyes I could see them through your eyes.

Tell me.

Is Orion there?
He's my favorite you know.
He's strong.
Every time I see him his bow is drawn with purpose.
Even if the purpose is unbeknownst to me.
Can you see him?

And the moon.
Would you tell me about the moon?
I love her best.
Her light never burns or blinds.
She is kind.

Could you just whisper to me about the sky?
I want to fall asleep to the night and you.
Liz Anne
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