Moonlight flutters beguiled beams... Shadows of phantasm lurking through the window attempting aghasting validation... To the moon's disdain these sleepy eyes witness tender rollicks... Quiet shadow ballet through the windowsill stage accompanied by a chorus of melodic dusk dragons.... Delighted beholders pleased with fragile applause from the bending arms of an elm and the flowing wings of night doves... Sleepy eyes fervent hopes the moon perceives it's purpose as that of conciliator, performer of docile slumber and to a dreamer such as i...
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