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Above

Above

Looking Up

As a little girl I laid on the back seat of my grandparent’s car and watched as the Moon followed me. I was 2 or 3 years old at the time. She was beautiful — full & bright. At that age I recall thinking and asking “why is the moon following me?”

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By desertblu

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