4677_85302072005_982231_nHow come the sun has to set? How come the last ray disappears? The new moon emerges and takes out the light, the darkness, the fire and the chill. One accustomedness changes another. The altering realities come in play. How come they were unforeseen? How come they are so natural? The new moon emerged, taking everything. Reaping.


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