#WritcoPoemPrompt90
Moonlight Shadows, Hand in hand,
Leaning through the night in the meadow,
Against the compassionate trees of faraway land...
it's clear it's unknown where we are
the known is so close yet so far...

but there is no worry
we're guided by the shine of the stars..
we walk and talk through the night
the moon above glistens and gleems
this land we are in is not what it seems
this is the land of one's dreams..



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