Night Lights

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It is the full moon, and the clouds glide past overhead, buoyed by winter breeze. It is the full moon, and the night is bright and still in the way of the stillness of night sounds: the crickets chriping soft, the rattle of plates from a nearby house. The leaves rustle into silence. The world holds its breath, but for what?

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