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Facing The Moon

Facing The Moon

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The Moon’s ear dangles memories of my mother

When I look into my daughter’s face

While she pretends to drink my coffee biting the ceramic rim of my cup


We pour in,

What fortune swirls for us today?

We are moving in phases like the many faces of the moon


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