A night of sporadic sleep, interjected by dog claws on the door, begging to be let out.. Silent night of nocturnal insects songs, warm light morning with residues of sleep.
Night of worry, as one would worry about any love ones...A day of hot showers of rain, as one walk the path freshly washed by rain in the beautiful evening light, the scent of earth, of rain reminds one of the magic of nature, a tale woven by Mother Earth.
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