As it was ....
In the desert sands ...
the shades of the moons - as they slowly - so slowly -
began to move - in their intangential motion -
as if they should know ...
the light
reaching beyond knowing ...
as they are touched ...
--- and in the distant streets ---
beyond the haze of dought - or donuts -
--- you hear them speak ---
--- all alone or becoming ---
or all silent - running through the night ...
waiting for the daylight to begin again ...
they said --- as all I can feel .
He did.
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