But find me standing there beside you. That aching thought you hoped to forget. A shadow being cast in the moonlight. An ephemeral form slipping from sight as your eyes struggle to focus. The words of the song you can't quite place and the tune dances on the tip of your memory.
I am there because I choose to be. I am there because you asked me to be. With time the sensation has dulled. My fanciful daydream wanders in a new direction. The sun creeps from behind the tilting earth, chasing its tail, shattering the memory of the night. The moon's muted dominance is forgotten in the playful colors of Eos, making full trumpet the return of Helios.
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