A cascade of swirls curled in the sky.
Enveloping a host of ghostly nebula galaxies,
glowing like a myriad of phosphorous flares,
sent aloft to glisten in starry, starry eyes.
The moon was off
the scene somewhere,
humming to itself,
the haunting mantra lilt
of a lunar lullaby,
only it knows can put a smile,
on its pocked blotched face.
When the...
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