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  • I saw this moon and believed it real.
    My camera made it so.
    Sometimes when we look up at the sky we see bits and pieces,
    or at least to my eye.
    What if the moon is made of gas and particles,
    and some of them are larger than others?

    This image reminded me of the moons of fairy tales, of crafted stories, of dark skies and moonlit nights. It reminded me of the fragility of the moon, hanging up there in the sky, all alone, misunderstood. We have something in common, her and me. She still holds her shape, but, when you take the time to look closely, there are bits and pieces coming unglued. Perhaps that is how we all look, a little fantastic, a little together, and a little unstuck.
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