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Sep 12
Moon, intermingle all shadows and light,
Your underbelly glows, bathed in warmth
Your earth is washed in glow even in the night

With an unobstructed horizon, I see you peeking
Until the bright yellow sun comes creeping
And all past is the unquiet sky of storm
S R Mats
Written by
S R Mats  F/Houston, TX
(F/Houston, TX)   
   Rob Rutledge
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