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Feb 2014
Half the time I’m alone at night
But this time
I was barefoot
On the marsh
When the sky dimmed to 3 a.m.

And I felt nothing!
Because there was no wind

Smoke dripped
From my mouth
Nothing there
To carry it away

Only a few stars
Showed up
And the moon
Was too delicate
Shying behind
The clouds
Because, I guess
It was only a crescent tonight
Written by
Moon Child
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