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There are certain things among a midsummer night

That stops the crickets from chirping their melodic wings.

That hold the scavengers of the mighty forest floor at bay

And carry them no further from their nightly routines.

I do believe I am referring to Love.

No, not Love.

Love does not stop the wildlife of a Motherly Nature.

 

Mother Nature will nurse us when we are lost.

When you are lost, you will be found.

Not by the animals of the world or the plants of the ground

But by me.

She has given me something I do not deserve.

With this, all I can give you is silence.

Silence of a nature in awe....

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[Yaooooooo]

Very well writen.
Keep up the good work and feel free to send me a request.
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