Under a silver moon, the night unveiled,
Stars like whispers, a serene tale.
Crickets sang in harmony, the trees swayed,
An orchestra of nature, in silence we stayed.
The wind, a gentle breath, caressed the earth,
Whispers of secrets, tales of worth.
Shadows danced in a mystical play,
Last night’s embrace, in a dream we lay.
Midnight’s hour, a world so still,
A canvas of dreams, an artist's will.
Memories etched in the dark’s soft hue,
Moments eternal, forever true.
As dawn approached, the night took flight,
Leaving behind its enchanting light.
Last night, a memory, a gentle sigh,
A timeless tale beneath the sky.
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