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The innocence of the moonlights reflection on the leaves, as the soft wind caressed my face brought a smile to my heart. A reminder that the night was embracing all that was tender and loving. A breeze that spoke to you ,while it refreshed your hair and reflected the moonlight. The need to capture your thoughts. Moonlight touched with a softness without distraction. Time is innocent with its interaction with the breeze and the moonlight.
The innocence of the moonlights reflection on the leaves, as the soft wind caressed my face brought a smile to my heart. A reminder that the night was embracing all that was tender and loving. A breeze that spoke to you ,while it refreshed your hair and reflected the moonlight. The need to capture your thoughts. Moonlight touched with a softness without distraction. Time is innocent with its interaction with the breeze and the moonlight.