Evening

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The moon is full and the world is blue.
My fingers trace along the surface of the dark waters.
The light of the moon reflecting the quietness of my soul
The crickets chirp rhythmically beating out the song of my heart
I taste the crispness of the air
I am not alone but merely without you.
My thoughts are my companion
At times they can be heavy and overbearing but tonight the world is light.
What has happened...happened
What is...simply is.

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