Friday, December 4, 2009
Nature's Melancholy Comments
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The wind whistled its own tune;
Echoing through hives, to birds that croon;
Evening sun was sinking in its watery grave;
Moon shyly peeped from its cloudy scrape;
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3/13/2026 2:01:45 PM # 1.0.0
I loved this line Evening sun was sinking in its watery grave; Then as usual liked your aesthetic sense :)