Mystical Moonlight series.
I sat upon my window with the moonlight gleaming within my eyes reaching my soul. It was snowing, a chill shot down my spine in discomfort. I took a swig of hot tea as the moonlight hawked upon my window. I eavesdropped on the dawn conversation as the stars was telling the secrets of heaven. I listen to the stars twinkle and complement the skies wondering the secrets they was exchanging. Suddenly, I seen Jehovah's hand waving, I blew a kiss from the window, thanking him for the beauty of the moonlight I was witnessing.
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