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Cold Moon

blue seclusion
illuminating the midnight forest
every breath sending a cloud of cold crystals
it is all the best

looking at the cold blue moon
wondering.....
Will I die soon?
Is this the last thing of beauty I see?

And something tells me no
To keep living my life
Because....
There is another full moon
Around the corner
2 months ago

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