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The moon, she rises in the night,
A silver orb, a guiding light.
She whispers secrets, soft and bright,
And fills my soul with pure delight.
The stars, they sparkle in the sky,
A symphony of lullabies.
They sing of dreams that never die,
And lift my spirit up up high.
The wind, it whispers through the trees,
A rustling symphony of leaves.
It carries hopes and memories,
And dances with my heart with ease.
The earth, she breathes beneath my feet,
A living thing, both wild and sweet.
She teaches me to trust and meet,
The magic hidden in each beat.
I am the moon, the stars, the wind,
The earth that pulses from within.
I am the stories that begin,
And all the magic we can win.
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