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Full Moon
The moon’s face behind a golden veil –
woven delicately –
from pearls of morning rain,
Lady Moon's eyes follow me,
she leads my steps, takes the reins –
dreams rise from the shadows
her light paints on the walls,
words in the distance swallowed,
in the hazy darkness, a faint call,
echoing timidly in the morning mist