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Sep 2022
it’s a full moon tonight.
It’s a harvest moon

on this harvest moon, I’ve hurt someone I admire

I grilled, you brought the Bordeaux. You brought dessert.

On this harvest moon, I’ve hurt someone I admire.

I’ll try the tiramisu in the morning
Written by
Klaus  Michigan
(Michigan)   
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