Phases

The moon tugs until her arms grow weary. She sits back and sighs, awaiting a second wind which will never arrive. Slowly, she dozes off as the tide rolls out. Faithfully, she returns to work the following day. And every day. Human emotions closely mimic the mannerisms of the moon. The midnight orb's apparent effort,... Continue Reading →

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