I am on the lake; it is an hour after sunset on an almost full moon. The moon is so bright, I can almost write by its light. The lake looks like a shiny, black sheet. A bard owl calls in the distance. Fish jump. The moon dances with its own reflection in the water. As Neko Case says, I wish I was the moon tonight. I am best in solitude.
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