look at the trees.
blowing in the night's freeze!
look at the stars!
stars that shine!
these moments given to us are gold.
we must make sure they are never sold.
look at the Moon!
Bellaluna!
the bell in Beautiful.
is the beautiful in moon!
look at the freeze powring over the trees.
the Freeze!
everything stops in the night.
does it always give us such a fright?
the black of midnight, the white of the solaris,
the green of the trees.
.....
look at the Freeze!
 
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