It was the kind of moonthat I would want to send back to my ancestorsand gift to my descendantsso they know that I too, have been bruised...by beauty.

Sanober Khan
It was the kind of moonthat I would want to...
It was the kind of moonthat I would want to...
It was the kind of moonthat I would want to...
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It was the kind of moon that I would want to send back to my ancestors and gift to my descendants so they know that I too have been bruised by beauty. The moon is a symbol of beauty. It is a celestial body that we see in the night sky, and it has long been a symbol of love, loss, and mourning. This quote means that while there is beauty in the world, people will become sad when they lose something that is dear to them. They will feel sadness for their loss, but they will also feel happy for the beautiful memory of what they had.

Source: Turquoise Silence

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