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Moonlight welcomes me, gently embracing my dreams - a beacon of hope in the darkness. The wind whispers through the trees a breathy caress, endearments to other-worldly ears. Tonight, wood and stone are no respite from flesh and blood troubles. Nature's no shelter from human sorrow. As the world closes its eyes, a lone voice calls from the shadows, calling me home.
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