Walking though the moonlit streets on a,
early autumn night,admiring the moon's
simmering light,breathing in the cool fresh air.
Seeing it glimmering across water,
reflecting though the trees,on the empty streets.
Not a sound to be heard,only the faint sound
of the breeze blowing though the trees,
ruffling the leaves while passing through.
Taking in all the shimmering wonders of a
moonlit night,it's as intoxicating as all of
nature's miracles can be.
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