I love the moon. I always have.
When I was younger, I must have REALLY loved the moon because I remember getting a letter, when I was away at college, from my younger brother and pretty much the entire letter was him writing about how he heard I liked the moon. I guess I may have talked about it a little too much.
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| the blood moon |
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| October moon |
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| It's called the Beaver Moon |
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| in alignment |
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| The moon comes alive at night |









































