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Couple more of my last deliveries.

And in my darkest moment, fetal and weeping, the moon tells me a secret. My confidant.
As full and bright as I am, this light is not my own and a million light reflections pass over me.
Its source is bright and endless. She resuscitates the hopeless. Without her, we are lifeless satellites drifting.
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