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Full moon's gaze, does it gently look upon me. Etwined by moons gentle beams, as they fall softly upon cheek. 
Tangled in your soft gaze as does the rest of the world lay rest. Figures and shadows cast forth into various
hue's of grey. Deeper still... shadow cast forth on shadow, nothing to contast one from none. like a 
figureless void into nothingness... so bold to speak of nohtingness, now with facetious silence. The measurement
of time... impossile, equal to the distance of gasp to whisper. Sudden breath drawn quick in overanticipation,
as does breath now shutter. the moment perfectly attuned lay height to seneses at such crucial apex. To fall 
from such a far place, impossible to imagine. Like the edges of a dream, where creation is weaved into delicate
fibers of possibility and rendered through a mind. Viewed as closed eyes of the world masterfully craft the
dreamscape... infifinate possibilities of wonder and awe. such a place where the very boundaries of what is and
could be. Though perhaps never again, maybe the dream itself was just a dream. Time itself... perhaps it was merely
a thought, or invisionment, as a way to notate effort, mind and heart reaching for what it desired...for the darkness
herin entwined of this night, cast down to us now, from the height of thy heights. Give breath to creation
and vision to eyes... so that all may now weave, eternal strands of the night

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