The bright silver moon winked at me through the dense leaves of the old oak tree when I was walking home last night.
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Dancing through life like nobody's watching.
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Walking through a quiet neighborhood at dawn, I notice the way sunlight gilds the tops of houses, turning ordinary rooftops into something golden and almost magical.
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