The white moon sits high
in the hazy, pastel sky
above the wide plain;
soon it will turn orange
and then yellow and it
will wash over me
and the night will arrive.
FULL MOON
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The white moon sits high
in the hazy, pastel sky
above the wide plain;
soon it will turn orange
and then yellow and it
will wash over me
and the night will arrive.