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Thirty five and a half hours before the full moon, I went sailing. Van Morrison sang "Someone Like You" as the sun disappeared over the far horizon. I turned the boat toward the east as the moon silently appeared over the bow of the boat. The moon beams guided the way home but it was Van Morrison's voice that led the way.