Evenings
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Hello! Hope you are doing great. This poem holds a collection of my thoughts as I sit down in my balcony and observe evening clouds pass swiftly by the moon. I hope you like it!
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I woke to my limbs sore and my head hurting. I didn't open my eyes but chose to feel around me instead. I could feel leaves and grass underneath me along with the wind sliding along my skin. I could hear bugs and animals around me, along with the trees swaying. I could smell the fresh air around me. Then i opened my eyes to see the moon above my head through the trees. It shined so bright, and it made its own light in the sky.

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