Feelings I felt around the 12/12/2008 Super Moon.
My subtle body, frozen in suspended animation.
My physical body trudging along.
While everyone rejoices with jubliation,
my enerfies, an untuned violin crying a song.
White disk, in the sky, all i am is asking why
this blanket of stagnation is passing by.
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