the night saturn devoured his son

Cypress CA

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And so I stood there that night, basking in the glorious dark. The moon is not out tonight. The moon is not out tonight. There is no moon. The night breeze sung his song as the withered trees danced His song was rather melodic that night A beautiful dissonance of sorrow and wonder And so I stood there that night, in that familiar darkness, and waited. And waited. And waited for the ray of blue that would pull me out of the wait and into the night.