very good
Jun, 23 2025
The breeze caresses willows, soft and slow,
While emerald waters in twilight glow.
An egret stands, a lone soul in thought,
By blooming banks where spring is caught.
The heart drifts quiet with the stream’s embrace,
And dreams set sail in the water’s grace.
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