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Oct 2021
In the land of moonlight,
veiled in blue,
lay a calm lake
dressed in silvery ripples.

She slept soundly,
nestled between remote mountains
where nobody went.

(Surrounded by
towering pines that
pierced the cool air
with their spicy aroma).
Imagine wearing silvery ripples.
JK
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JK
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