A sliver of a moon hangs over me tonight Low and distant in the dead blackness of the sky No clouds dim the bright light Although there's a sadness about the glow That digs deeper than the outer appearance The blindness of the naked eye will never see it But to look too close is to look right through it The sorrow pierces the heart of my eyes The heart of my soul Deeper than has ever been touched before Which sends an odd shiver to the base of my spine An uncanny satisfying feeling nonetheless And as I watch it descend lower into the horizon Though the clock has not yet chimed midnight I am reminded of the double edge blade we call life The beautiful birth of a new baby Like the rebirth of a new day Eventually ending in inevitable death Like the blackening of the coming of nightBirth sign: Libra
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