The moon is half eaten by a cloud outside. You don't see the cloud, only the dense, dark sky and sometimes the bitten moon. I wouldn't hesitate to say yes, just now. A little moment of lucidity, only I'm not asked. So I hold my yes and wonder how many no's would have been a yes if I hadn't been asked. Or was no the answer I knew when yes was just a little absent-minded?
this a new sense of warmth in you recent works.
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