Moonshine floods the forest floor.
Illuminated snow hides behind the trees.
New life stirs beneath a blanket of leaves and
Peace is born once more.
Moonshine floods the forest floor.
Illuminated snow hides behind the trees.
New life stirs beneath a blanket of leaves and
Peace is born once more.
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The kind of hope we need these days.
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Beautiful words of splendour. Lovely.
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Thank you 🙂
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Welcome
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