the bright orange moon
The moon shines bright over old pine trees overlooking the field in the cold winter nights breeze as the moon gazes across the land it sees the crest of the newfallen snow setting it alight with a bright orange glow as the darkness of winter starts to grow the bright light of the moon warms the soul making the dark and cold bright and warm as the moon shines bright over old pine trees.
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