One Night

At midnight I went out, sure it was morning. The trees cast deep hollow places in light which seemed sourceless. I looked up and saw the moon like a new quarter in the sky. I laughed to think I had left my dreams to see the countryside dreaming that the sun had risen silver one morning.

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