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						                              The Moon
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																		This 
																		embryonic 
																		being 
																		has 
																		woken up 
																		in the 
																		dark 
																		realm, 
																		splintered 
																		in two.. 
																		One half 
																		looks 
																		down 
																		into the 
																		black 
																		reflecting 
																		pool, 
																		while 
																		the 
																		other 
																		looks up 
																		in 
																		somber 
																		awakening 
																		to the 
																		depths 
																		of its 
																		situation. 
																		The 
																		night 
																		realm of 
																		the Moon 
																		is 
																		alive, 
																		for it 
																		draws 
																		into 
																		itself 
																		the 
																		energies 
																		of the 
																		Earth - 
																		consuming. 
																		Its 
																		ghostly 
																		beings 
																		show 
																		themselves 
																		at this 
																		hour, 
																		the 
																		stone 
																		Moon 
																		temple 
																		by day 
																		is a 
																		silvery 
																		veiled 
																		presense 
																		by 
																		night. A 
																		lone 
																		figure, 
																		standing 
																		before a 
																		doorway 
																		too 
																		narrow 
																		for it 
																		to pass 
																		through, 
																		bleeds 
																		obliviously 
																		upon a 
																		cave of 
																		skulls. 
																		The 
																		walled 
																		up 
																		doorways 
																		foment 
																		isolation, 
																		imprisonment, 
																		being 
																		shut out 
																		- 
																		Maddness 
																		locked 
																		up, not 
																		dealt 
																		with. 
																		For an 
																		intense 
																		moment 
																		the 
																		snake 
																		knows 
																		with the 
																		attack 
																		of the 
																		eagle, 
																		that 
																		there is 
																		much 
																		more to 
																		life 
																		than 
																		land-crawlers..The 
																		Moon 
																		symbolizes 
																		the 
																		passage 
																		out of 
																		such 
																		innocence. 
																	
																	
																	
																	
				
					  
															 
														 
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