Tonight I saw the moon
As though I've never known sight
Hollow halo, a broken reflection
Once luminous body now just a fraction
So close but so distant, so lonely, so slight
A shadowy reminiscence devours the hope of night
Except for one tiny, stubborn, glorious slip of light.
Imagination's Door
...where imagination runs wild!
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