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Twilight Whisperings

In sundown's quiet, where shadows play A murmured supplication, the world's last say

By NoonajPublished 12 days ago 1 min read

In sundown's quiet, where shadows play

A murmured supplication, the world's last say

Listen well, for time is brief

As nature's pulse laments

The breezes that once tune sweet and free

Presently murmur alerts, wild and heedlessly

Of woodlands contracting, oceans ablaze

Furthermore, species waning, a world to resign

The moon over, a gleaming aide

Enlightens the way we should give

To recuperate the injuries, to patch the tear

To save the earth, our home so dear

Allow us to emerge, with hearts ablaze

Furthermore, join the tune of nature's name

For each breath, each step we take

Is a decision to save, or everlastingly share

In this melody of life, we're nevertheless a section

Associated strings, an embroidery to retouch and begin

Let love and trust lace all our deeds

What's more, together, we can sow the seeds of another belief

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