SUPER MOON OVER KREMLIN
Source - RT News - here.
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I imagine the dead of Eastern Ukraine, beneath the expectant glow of this enormous, summertime moon.
The dead, fallen, broken -- in this their last summer -- lie crumpled and oblivious to this divine, eternal beauty.
Her fleeting beauty is the delight of the living.
Yet she is also a companion presence to the unmoved, forever stilled, and forever silenced, dead.
Her magic has glowed upon mighty empires through the ages.
Fallen empires turned to dust.
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