When twilight casts its gentle, silver glow,
And shadows dance upon the moonlit floor,
The night unveils a mystic, tranquil show,
Where dreams take flight and hearts desire more.
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As dusk descends, the twilight paints its hue,
A canvas swathed in whispers of the night.
The heavens, like a curtain draped askew,
Reveal the stars, ablaze with golden light.
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When I talk to you
The waves rise in the sea
Occasionally touches
the beach
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On this special day, with love profound,
I celebrate the man, so dear and renowned.
A day that marks your birth, my cherished love,
A gift to this world, from the heavens above.
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Upon a snowy hill, at dawn's first light,
The morning breeze emerges, pure and bright.
Whispering through pines, a gentle hush,
Caressing the landscape with a wintry brush.
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One thought tells to fly
Tells sky has no limit
Another tells to know
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Only once in the past
I thought I would see the mountains
Surrounded by lush green, high arrogant.
I thought I would know the secret of difficulty
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When I stay indoor
my thoughts want to fly
I imagine the walls
as an empty canvas
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In nature's tender grasp, a wondrous sight,
A flower's quiet journey, hidden from light.
Beneath the earthly veil, a secret it keeps,
A treasure wrapped in petals, as it slowly sleeps.
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