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WHYGARDEN imagines moonlight
falling gently into the world.
Autumn is short,
and the road is long,
yet the room still gathers a calm and luminous tenderness.
Soft surfaces hold the eye.
Pale tones carry a hush.
Everything seems to glow
with a beauty that asks for no explanation.
When fresh snow clears
and the full moon hangs above,
silver light spreads below
and brightness flows overhead.
If you walk toward me smiling
between the color of moonlight
and the color of snow,
you become the third shade of beauty,
rare and unforgettable.
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