[lunar accolade]
Waxing crescent,
the moon applauds me
when I sneeze forth syllables.
And who am I to deny her
her accolade? I applaud the moon
for being so darned moony.
Poetry by Uncle Meridian

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Written on 2025-02-01 at 21:14




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