Envious Moon

Amelia White

"Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon,
Who is already sick and pale with grief
That thou, her maid, art far more fair than she. . . .
The brightness of her cheek would shame those stars
As daylight doth a lamp;"

1 Second exposure, looking from Mum and Dads driveway towards my flat.

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