Phase III, VIII Phases – First Quarter Moon

On that cold Spring day, I sat on the porch; Watching you above, an illuminated torch.

First Quarter Moon, I embrace; Rising high in the day, only half Moon face.

Watching you, I decide my fate; A breakthrough in life, I shall create.

Gravitational pull, setting the scene; I sacrifice all that has ever been.

 

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