Blossoms Understand The Moon

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In a garden green and bright,
There was a soft petaled floral,
Dancing and waving with the, warmth.
Yes! as she feared The weather, changed certainly;
The rays dimmed as the earth, rotated.
New fields to see new flowers to, give warmth.
The floral had no choice but told, itself;this darkness is forever,
There are stars to keep me safe,
There are northern lights to, embrace the darkness .
There is moon to comfort.
But it knew the earth would, never rotate again,
But there was a false hope that, shattered more.
Still has to accept and fade.....

-ayvaak ✨

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