Woodlands

“The moon is in woodland, until the break of day,
sun seeping in with orbs of light, cast the silver glow away.

where the roses of scarlet are singing, and mountain tops meet the sky,
where golden shadows and lucid dreaming slowly whisk by.

Those who wander and whisper alone, your beauty sends a spell
Your thoughts speak through your minds eye – but truth, we cannot fortell.”

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