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A Lunar Note

Owen Hall - February 20, 2024

Artwork by Nico Sproule

Among the Canvas of night,

The stars garnish the dreams of wanderers.

I solemnly dance to white-gold bursts of swirls

beyond the dreams that have crossed my mind.



Full of stern patience,

the Moon writes to me:

“You are Alive, so

you must not linger.

Being alone isn’t Eternal.

The air of melancholy will 

fade with the Appearance of 

the Sun.”

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