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Oct 2021
Night time quiet.
Fire sizzles and
throws sparks in the dark.
Leading eyes to follow the full moon,
resting low on trees.
Big and orange smiling
upon the earth.
Harvest moon glowing
autumn.
As the fire devours its nest,
Crackling with hungry delight.
Rebecca
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Rebecca  59/F/Virginia
(59/F/Virginia)   
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