So there I was listening
to the song of owls and crows...
They sing of night
of change
of the world beyond our control...
This is nothing new
yet...
My life has slipped and turned.
Not in a bad way,
just different.
The changes that have been brought about,
fill a need.
I follow a new moon that I know is there
but can not see...
Left behind is that which no longer now.
To the future I hold.
So moving forward to the music of night
held birds and unseen moons...
I change!
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