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I went to a festival tonight. The field was covered wit h lights and the colorful tents. People were walking with such happy faces, looking at the little kiosks, the music could be heard from every corner. Childrens with their colorful clothes and painted faces were running around, women walking with such coquttishness, men charmed and happy, laughing outloud. It was a lively night. The food court were flooded with people, the smell of the different food had filled the air. I walked towards the big stage ;where the band was playing happy songs. As I was walking towards the stage in the field lightened with little light bulbs, I noticed the big moon shining majestically over the stage. It looked like a big balloon, so close as if it was there for any hands just to reach it. I held my breath and stopped. I kept looking at the moon, thinking how many people in the world can see this same moon? I am home now and I just walked outside, sipping on my wine, I lit a cigarette, looked up and saw the same moon. It was smaller and more distant. I sat there silently and looked at the moon, stunned at how bright it shines. The moon had lighterned my little place, and I noticed that I didn't need a light.
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On Sunday, Just rest
