Cold moon
White and Blue it stares
through empty sky,
Shines at wet grass
in too-cool-for-August air.
Deigns to ignore that
thuderstorms and tumult reigned
only hours before.
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About Me
- Madeline
- I am an imaginary blogger writing about real life events. Events and persons mentioned in this blog are fictional and any resemblance to real persons or events is entirely intentional. In fact it is probably about you. However, the author is entirely fictional, so what are you going to do?
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