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Last night the moon
orange sickle bright
seemed too large, low
hung over hedges
briefly eclipsed
by passing trees
dimmed by
closer light yet
always the lit
rondure
discovered
its umbral orb
to me -
I was driving
in the moondark
night
Thursday 13th September 2018 5:26 pm
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