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Jun 2013
I shot the moon to watch it bleed
The sky ran red for all to see
Mixed emotions filled the air
Laughter, joy, fear, and terror

I shot the moon to watch it bleed
A selfish act I did for me
I sit, stop, think, and stare
The sky is red and I don't care
S H Miller
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S H Miller
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   Paul Meadows
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