Poetry · Writing

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Natures heavy blue eyes cower underneath the glaring crescent moon.

The moon cuts through the deep blue down deep through the coral reef.

The moon is greeted by her nephew, sweet and innocent.

Doe eyes and a glare only a penny to the great dollar.

When guard is shown and back is turned the doe eyes shows teeth.

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