As I walked home,
at night
I stopped right dead
in my tracks
At a Beauty
to behold
Radiant
Cast in Sliver
Wreathed in golden reflections
of Galaxy dust
And for a Moment
A second
I beheld this with
William's eye
And I was Lost
in wounder
till I blinked
The Moon
back into the
sky
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