🍁Nostalgia🍁
Wind drifts soft through purple haze,
Moonlight brushes buds ablaze.
Velvet hues where forests sigh,
Old tunes wander, low and high.
Moon’s sweet longing fills the grass,
Midnight marks where moments pass.
Night and dawn stand close, apart,
Stars still dream with quiet heart.
Shadows turn old pages slow,
Where sun once kissed the moon’s soft glow...05232026 ©LanZhan 🌚✨ 安娜·梅·德拉·奇纳 안나 메이 델라 차이나...🇨🇳:1005:805:17
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