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a beam of       light   drifts          down     from             in  between  the                leaves above. from                   sky   to  ground  the                      light  dances,   glancing                         off    of    branches   as   it                            travels.  fireflies  shimmer  in                               the  spaces  not  alighted  by  the                                  moonlight  coming  down  from  up                                     above  in  the  sparkling  midnight  sky.                                        not harsh like the sky in the day time, instead                                           soft and friendly, gently resting upon whatever it                                              touches. a figure rests                  in  the  middle  of  a                                                 field.    the                                        moonlight  sees  and                                                    gently                                                hugs   its   new  visitor                                                       as it                                                  rests   upon   the   ground. as always, the ground below welcomes                                        its dear lifelong friend from the night sky.
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Oct 22, 2012
Oct 22, 2012 at 4:03 PM UTC
Moonlight
a beam of       light   drifts          down     from             in  between  the                leaves above. from                   sky   to  ground  the                      light  dances,   glancing                         off    of    branches   as   it                            travels.  fireflies  shimmer  in                               the  spaces  not  alighted  by  the                                  moonlight  coming  down  from  up                                     above  in  the  sparkling  midnight  sky.                                        not harsh like the sky in the day time, instead                                           soft and friendly, gently resting upon whatever it                                              touches. a figure rests                  in  the  middle  of  a                                                 field.    the                                        moonlight  sees  and                                                    gently                                                hugs   its   new  visitor                                                       as it                                                  rests   upon   the   ground. as always, the ground below welcomes                                        its dear lifelong friend from the night sky.
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Oct 22, 2012
Oct 22, 2012 at 4:03 PM UTC
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