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A beam of light,
peeks out into the night
surveying our thoughts,
purveying our minds.

Sluggishly it grows,
but rapidly it knows,
contemplation comes first,
revelation comes soon.

As the revolution continues,
the false ascent imbues,
overwhelming connections,
diverting attentions.

Like a luminous peephole,
an oprhan in the vast darkness,
providing insight,
bonding our souls.
A little poem i wrote after having the experience of watching a full moon rising. I was with my girlfriend and a bunch of friends at the time.
It was very very cool indeed...

Theres sorta 2 parts in the poem...its pretty clear and self explanatory. But please make your own interpretations.
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