"Nature will bear the closest inspection. She invites us to lay our eye level with her smallest leaf and take an insect view of its plain."
Henry David Thoreau, naturalist and author (1817-1862)
The moon uninvited came Smelling of daffodils, her lips sweet red wine Swaying her hips like a lover
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