oh, moon

Oh, Moon

 
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The moon. She is always up there, just being as comes naturally to her.

Does she rage when her cycle comes full? Does she despair when she is waning? Does she lament others witnessing her natural roundness, her natural concavity?

To even think these things makes me feel sad.

Because, oh, Moon. You are so good at being Moon. And you are always beautiful.

And, oh, Woman. You are so good at being Woman. And you are always beautiful.

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