The Harvest Moon is gleaming vivid tonight as the recent cloudy rain soaked days have given way to a clear nighttime sky. Stars which once winked around the white orb are masked in its glow; looking into it is as blinding as staring into the firey sun. I can't help but wonder this night what darkness can't hide. I wonder what darkness wants to hide, as I don't reveal it my secrets and wants. Somethings are better left in the dark, somethings are better left alone, and somethings are waiting for their chance to be illuminated, to be exposed, to be rid of stigma and fear. Even a candle under a bushel shines bright.
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