The world seems to be different under the open sky surrounded by hills and mountains and rivers.
That remains unachievable, yet humbling down your existence.
Amidst the glistening flowing river i sit to stare at the star trails and realise so many flowers bloom just during this magical hours under the supervision of the Moon.
Along with many other that bloomed on the trees, i saw one bloom in front of me.
My garden of imagination feels complete with her.
My moon flower, shinning like the flowing river under the magical night sky.
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