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						Full Strawberry Moon by Raymond A. Foss 
						
						Was that right, or  Maybe a rose moon Shared that night in June Hovering behind  A curtain of mist Humid air On my lenses
  Stare at our satellite See the face in orange And dusty rose Full moon, new blood  Across the miles Seeing it together Though apart						 
						
						
						
						
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