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Moonflower
it was night.
And you were looking out from a cliff,enjoying the view.
You didn't care about the height.
Suddenly,you spot something bright.
Hidden within the night.
You walked closer.
And you saw an incredible sight.
A yellow flower,shining bright.
As the moon glows within the night.
You wondered,what could it mean?
Is this real,or just what I've seen?
Or maybe asleep is all I've been?
Whatever it is,you saw down.
By the magic of the flower,you no longer had a frown.
Like a golden star,shining bright.
So alluring,you want to take it with you.
As the moon shined above and reflected the flower.
You look in awe and feel like you are looking from a majestic tower.
You think it's rare,you look at the sight.
You take a step and you find a garden.
And you see thousands of this flower!
With majestic light,they give you power.
And you take in the scenery.
Like fireflies with stems.
Golden petals,the moonlight blends.
And you hold out your hands to pick one.
And you wonder if it has a name.
Moonflower,the wind whispers.
And sends a cold shiver down your spine.
But despite that,you feel just fine.
You enjoy the scenery,soon you realise.
That time really flies,you have to go.
And you widen your blue eyes.
But you pick a moonflower before you go.
Heading home,you walk slow.
And you feel a peaceful,magic flow.
Soon,you began to grow older.
But you'll remember this garden forever.
And one day,we'll explore it together.
And you were looking out from a cliff,enjoying the view.
You didn't care about the height.
Suddenly,you spot something bright.
Hidden within the night.
You walked closer.
And you saw an incredible sight.
A yellow flower,shining bright.
As the moon glows within the night.
You wondered,what could it mean?
Is this real,or just what I've seen?
Or maybe asleep is all I've been?
Whatever it is,you saw down.
By the magic of the flower,you no longer had a frown.
Like a golden star,shining bright.
So alluring,you want to take it with you.
As the moon shined above and reflected the flower.
You look in awe and feel like you are looking from a majestic tower.
You think it's rare,you look at the sight.
You take a step and you find a garden.
And you see thousands of this flower!
With majestic light,they give you power.
And you take in the scenery.
Like fireflies with stems.
Golden petals,the moonlight blends.
And you hold out your hands to pick one.
And you wonder if it has a name.
Moonflower,the wind whispers.
And sends a cold shiver down your spine.
But despite that,you feel just fine.
You enjoy the scenery,soon you realise.
That time really flies,you have to go.
And you widen your blue eyes.
But you pick a moonflower before you go.
Heading home,you walk slow.
And you feel a peaceful,magic flow.
Soon,you began to grow older.
But you'll remember this garden forever.
And one day,we'll explore it together.
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