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On a night I was stuck inside, a night when I couldn’t see, I had a friend tell me of the glory in the night sky:

It’s so crisp, the way the shape bends and ends. There’s just enough crescent-ness for the arc to be seen clearly and the shadow of the rest rests beside. Ah, so sweet.

Thanks to my sister. The Body shares beauty in this way. Have you shared beauty today?