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Moonlight Whitewash Minichu

The moon inclines in the trees To walk her dreams against the boughs, A fade on her full body's beams Where the leaves wiggle in gold— Now with miffed sky's dizzying slight; Then jumble on craters, silver mold Different eyes Long fright Nights The moon inclines in the trees— Now with miffed sky's dizzying slight, Nights

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Date: 8/1/2024 4:10:00 PM
To walk her dreams against boughs... of to be free to be like the moon. Nice imagery here
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Date: 7/25/2024 1:13:00 PM
I enjoyed this piece, intriguing word choice.
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Date: 7/19/2024 2:02:00 PM
You do this form so well.. again this one is on point.. Best luck in the contest..
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Date: 7/16/2024 1:41:00 PM
Love the sequence
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