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While the moon rides low…
Sweeps a majestic curve …across the sky,
cruising silently ...above the earth,
over you and i... walking by the sea...
Speaking ...in soft whispers... with the wind and sand
…singing its tune,
causing oceans to rise and dance
…in tides turning...
as falling stars
...dive...
from the heavens
in graceful arcs over restless seas
skipping… a comet... off... Jupiter and Mars
On the way back ...from far out beyond
to another galaxy, far friendlier ...than ours...
my internal clock, becoming ...synchronized
like having... a metronome,
marking time...
Between my heart...
...and mind...
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