My good old friend and enemy, the full moon, shines through my window.
It is 4 o clock in the morning, venus and jupiter, two dots on the black veil.
I love their pale shine, the moon, and the stars, makes me nervous and agitated.
I am a lunatic, the liquids in my body are in turmoil.
Damn the blessed moon, the silent stars.
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Eh. Science seems to be beginning to recognize that the full moon affects sleep. One doesn’t need to be a lunatic for that to happen, I think.
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I know… For a moment i just liked to express myself a bit like a romantic poet from the 18 century 
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That was beautiful!
Yes, very poetic!
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Årh, thanks @Wave … Its a long time since i wrote my two collections of poetry, 20 years has gone. I miss it.
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I like this piece of writing. Nice choice of words.
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I’ve heard this song a million times and it sounds like an upbeat song but it’s actually quite negative.
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Thanks @Zoe and yes @77nick77 , i had creedence song i my memory when i wrote it. I really like it, it’s a classic track
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