The Perfect Night

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The twinkling stars in the dazzling stream;
The beautiful moon for all to see;
The delicate flowers
The solitary tree,
With the old brown owl sitting in quiet serenity.
Colorful leaves dance in the breeze.
Swirling around in perfect choreography.
And there I walk, all alone.
Watching this silent and perfect movie unfold.





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