frozen during a moonlightness night,
scorned the warmth offered by
the early Sunday morning sun.
Coulored beams like shiny brass,
awakening the world with daylight,
scaring away the life threatening cold
with a clarifying and natural vision.
At noon the fields are green at last,
revealing a temporary beautiful sight,
the fight between dawn and dusk discloses
planet Earth's manic depression.
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