Melody of midnight

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The melody sways, sways in the trees,
the grass is dancing to the gale with lithe ease.
Fireflies shimmering like small fairy lights,
golden glows dart in the darkest of nights.
Oh, sky of velvet above the humble ground,
as songs echo, enchanting those around.
Oh, stars glimmering along with fireflies so bright,
shimmering, shining, they share their silver light.
Pure white and gold mingling in the sky,
tiny pinpricks of light, glimmering up on high.

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