I see the full moon
peeping through my upper little window
a bright light spot without my contacts in
I just woke up, it's 3 am
and I think about you
far away overseas
at least you're seeing the same moon as I do
I wrote this poem a couple of years ago and thought about it again when I posted the site about the eclipse of the moon.
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