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She knows not my name,
of this I agree.
She's says I'm her husband,
but cannot put a name to me.
She will say, "Yu Hu", at times,
"Hey You", yet I still see her,
when she says, "I love you"
with her words of sincerity.

A roar by our window,
more noise at the door.
Rain is coming in batches,
wind is an aide.
Stay warm inside,
be not afraid,
for this passing storm,
will soon exit and be gone,
and there will be Sun,
comes the new dawn.

I am here with you now,
and I always will be,
waiting for forgiveness
and our souls to be free.

NASA Astronomy Picture of the Day:

An arid expanse of the Tengger Desert in north-central China, planet Earth fills the foreground of this starry scene. A widefield panoramic view, it was recorded shortly after moonset in the local predawn hours of December 14. Pictured in the still dark sky, stars of the northern winter hexagon surround a luminous Milky Way. Seen near the peak of the annual meteor shower, the startling flash of a bright Geminid fireball meteor was also captured on that night. Above the western horizon and just below bright star Capella, its dagger-like trail points back to the meteor shower's radiant in Gemini. Of course, the constellation Gemini is easy to spot. Its twin bright stars, bluish Castor and yellowish Pollux are near top center in the frame.

Photo by Alvin Wu

I've never met anyone
quite like you,
of this, I am sure.
You post of adventures
and all which you do,
of golfing, bird hunting,
to name just a few.
A designer of clothing
or shipping of wares,
then off to places
about which I have read,
fishing, merchandising,
photo shoots too.
You're quite the person,
a most remarkable you.

A wayward shroud
has fallen
over me.
I cannot breathe;
cannot see.
Blinding me now,
hoping to be,
returning again,
life's new reality.

Here sit I,
alone in the room,
mind mired down
in mental gloom.
Feelings I have,
forcasting the doom,
which I feel is
cold as a tomb.

A golden orb,
a mottled Sun.
Is this the way
the World Begun?

Downward spiral,
began the day,
as common sense
has gone away.

Spiraled ribbons of sanity
have been compromised,
for those who notice,
changes, which came over me.

A careless use, a sentence break,
using words which atrophy.
Mattering not, what path to take,
losing my touch with humanity.

NASA Astronomy Picture of the Day:

Fireflies flash along a moonlit countryside in this scene taken on the night of December 13/14 from southern Uruguay, planet Earth. On that night meteors fell in the partly cloudy skies above during the annual Geminid meteor shower. Frames recorded over a period of 1.5 hours are aligned in the composite image made with the camera facing south. That direction was opposite the shower's radiant toward the north and so the Geminid meteor streaks appear to converge at an antiradiant below the southern horizon. The shower's apparent radiant (and antiradiant) is just due to perspective though. As Earth sweeps through the dust trail of mysterious asteroid 3200 Phaethon, the dust grains that create the Geminid shower meteors are really moving along parallel tracks. They enter Earth's atmosphere traveling at about 22 kilometers per second.

Photo by Fefo Bouvier