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    Occasionally at unarranged hours
    Of acausal nights
    The kind of nights with doors left open
    And a fresh cut moon in the sky
    Darkness seethes for an
    Emptiness life will not bestow

    With the prestige of unambitousness
    Cats forage for secrets
    Silent lexicographers of lost translations
    In gardens indistinguishable from gold
    Light and its' hormones
    Play without path or consequence
    Sincerity gives pulse to the dark

    A mother gives birth
    The moons face softens
    And to impersonate us
    Cries.
    Joy drifts on wingbeats
    And dissipates into beautiful clear.

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    Oh yes LG! I love your capture here. I've felt this.

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    • lunar glide
      lunar glide commented
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      Thanks RLW. That makes me happy.
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