Orphaned Nature
Oh Spring...

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....................Standing
..............below the cerulean...

Sneaking into emptiness of fear,
haunting queries of the night...

Summer bloom,
soaked in grey moonlit gloom...

How would you feel if you are stranded?
How would you feel if you are alone in crowded...

Full to the brim with smiles abound
Whistling a tune of morning song...

Radiating through violet shadows
resplendent rays of moonlit charm...

Gushing gales
vibrant blossoms on grasslands...

In the wake of long shadows
rose the moon, beside shreds of...

On marine water,
Carroty billows mirrored...

Desolate's Diary
Lovely forlorn eyes...