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Hey, Moon!
What you lookin' at?
Ain't nothing
you haven't seen already,
ain't that right?
You sitting up there
so big and round and white
just grinnin'
like everything's all right?
Well, maybe it is
and maybe it ain't
and I guess
it doesn't matter to you. . .
But I read
you might
be a piece
of this planet.
That long ago
you were ripped loose
by some near-miss
or glancing cosmic blow.
So I guess maybe
you know all about
losing things.
Losing your home.
Losing your friends.
Losing everything you knew.
Maybe that's why
I like you so much.
You've been
through so much
but you never flinch.
I can tell you've suffered too.
You've seen it all haven't you?
The rise and fall
of countless creations
great and small.
Furry, feathery,
scaly, hairy,
boned or boneless,
quick or slow,
animal, mineral or vegetable.
The rise and fall
of civilizations.
Known and unknown.
Intro,
story line,
ending.
Again and again and again.
But don't be sad.
It's a beautiful night,
the stars and the Moon
are shining bright . . .
Have a beautiful night Moon.
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