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Darkness lays over the earth on one chilly February night
Nowhere to go, nobody to talk to
Searching the ground he finds a piece of land close by the water.
There he sees himself.
Reflected brilliantly in the abyss
He opens his phone delicately
And snaps a picture.
Smiling bright he looks at the phone,
And all's left to see in the photo
Is moonlight.

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