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That’s no moon

From as far back as I can remember, I’d occasionally stare at the moon. (I’d stare at the sun really occasionally, and see how long I could before I had to turn away. but I could stare long enough that the sun turned bluey-green, the rest of ther sky turned dark blue, and a white crescent shape spanning approximately one-third of the circumference of the sun would spin along the outside of the sun, wildly and randomly). But back to the moon… I often still look at the moon, but once in a while I stare at it.