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Moonsong
Steve Nichols


To the moon
For reminding us
of the need to let go
The need to grow
to hope
For telling us every night,
The light is always there
Even when we are in the shadows
I raise my hands up in the cool night air
Seeing my worries go up in smoke
and my dreams
told in a secret language
To the sky

 



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