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Aug 2018
You
The sky is so beautiful an night.
It’s all so transcendental.
I can’t look at the moon without thinking of you.
The stars smile a bit brighter.
The water leftover on the pavement from this evening’s rain glistens and plays in the cool air that has overtaken the space around me.
The breeze sings a song that I swear I’ve heard you sing before.
It’s overwhelming but calming at the same time.
It’s strange how I can be far from you, but still feel your arms wrapped around me.
I’d like to imagine you are sitting on the sidewalk staring up at the same moon as I am.
Each of us floating in the black abyss surrounded by the white light of our lunar keeper, while she tends to her children on earth.
Lighting up our eyes and hearts, telling us to remember when, and let our hearts be staid.
Kristina Weeks
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Kristina Weeks  23/F/FL
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