Bat, bathing in the moonlight, at midnight, in the dark, in the woods, alone.
My daughter hijacked my painting; no stars, no flowers, no more cats, and no ghosts. Maybe, Halloween? She named it Bat Tub.
“The moon can never breathe, but it can take our breath away with the beauty of its cold, arid orb.”
― Munia Khan
"Believe nothing you hear and half of what you see."
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