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Oct 2012
She's seen the mountains become clouds~
~Without ever touching the skyline
In my mind bullets passing by~
~Never took time to consider my time of day
Miles mold desert winds into rain~
~Wildflowers dance in ashen waves
She can't see the stars or the chill in the air~
~But Luna's more of a stranger and
Bolder now than she's ever been~
~She hasn't a feather's courage she won't give
She seen to much, more than well enough~
~The moon is waning, the one you knew
You don't know the Luna rising without you~
Liz Anne
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