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A Summer's Night
As the moon arose daily,
the summer was at its wit's end.
But the ecosystem around me remained living.
The leaves on the trees were as green as the envy of a queen,
with the wish of another life.
As the moon arose daily,
the summer was at its wit's end.
But the ecosystem around me remained living.
The leaves on the trees were as green as the envy of a queen,
with the wish of another life.