And then the sun came, blazing through clouds of grey, and the mood turned, quiet as a summer's day. Light shimmered through the trees, bringing life to all the leaves; beauty always near to celebrate this wondrous time of year.
And the night came, creeping in on tiptoes, and shadows danced in and out of hedge rows. They whispered secrets from beyond, telling stories, singing songs, of love so dear, to celebrate this wondrous time of year.
And the moment came, tender as a teardrop, and time stood waiting in the quiet. Everything was calm and still, thoughts rested in the pool, so deep as to hold no fear. Every cell nourished to celebrate life at this wondrous time of year.
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