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Reflection

And in my darkest moment,
Foetal and weeping...
The moon tells me a secret,
My confidant.

As full and bright as I am
This light is not my own and
A million light reflections
Pass over me.

Its source is bright and endless
She resuscitates the hopeless.
Without her we are lifeless satellites
Drifting.

-Tool

SkeptiKat

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