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Mother nature and the heavenly stars

I glanced up at the moon as she eliminate the darken sky. The stars dancing in the lonely night with no one watching.  I no longer feel the wet, cold, and damp grass, is it because my feet finally went Numb? I can hear mother nature resting in peace with out any knowledge that I’m here. The birds at easy and the sound of crickets soothing lullaby filled the air. I’m lost in nature’s beauty, and she is easing my pain. I don’t feel my arms touching the wet, cold, and damp grass, is it because my arms finally went numb? The wind beneath the trees rumble past me as if it was trying to reach a destination in a timely manner. The trees began to shake, and so did I. The birds re-adjusting, and the sound of an own sings in the distance. Who knew Mother Nature had such an amazing voice. I see a butterfly small and colorful glazing down from the tree, and it has breathtaking wings that stretched as far as they could, I believe it was lonely, scared, and awakened by the wind. He landed on the middle of my chest with his wings extended upward. The wind past once more, adjusting the birds, crickets singing their nightly gossip, owes wounding who’s who, and the trees.. the trees shaken but I no longer shiver in the cold wind, is it because my body finally went numb? the butterflies wings lay flat ageist my chest and I can no longer hear the voice of Nature, I can no longer see the moons glow, but I sure can see the stars dancing away in the heavenly skies.

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