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In the night I wake up 'cos the moon's shining on my face I see it with closed eyes as it glides along with grace. I move my head to dodge the glare and try once more to fall asleep but now I toss and turn counting far too many sheep. At last I drift off into slumberland the big yellow globe has passed over to the other window through which it hits me in full blast. Now I'm beside myself with rage even feel the urge to curse then finally it comforts me this moon has no reverse.
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Jul 5, 2021
Jul 5, 2021 at 3:32 AM UTC
thomas-steyer
Full Moon
In the night I wake up 'cos the moon's shining on my face I see it with closed eyes as it glides along with grace. I move my head to dodge the glare and try once more to fall asleep but now I toss and turn counting far too many sheep. At last I drift off into slumberland the big yellow globe has passed over to the other window through which it hits me in full blast. Now I'm beside myself with rage even feel the urge to curse then finally it comforts me this moon has no reverse.
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