The sky is dark and so very clear.
You look up and see stars across the entire canvas.
Some are brighter then others, some form mystical shapes.
The moon tonight is almost full.
It is bright and creamy.
As I walk around it seems to follow me, lighting my very path
The air is chilly.
You can see your breath before you.
The layers of clothing are just not enough
to keep it from penetrating your very bones.
The moon is almost
full tonight!
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