on a clear serene night,
there lay a swan basking herself under the moonlight,
and by the gentle touch of nature's breath
leaves whisper to one another at a nearby willow tree...
under the guidance of the water's ripples,
fallen jasmine petals surround her in subtle circles,
whilst the mirror below tries vainly to reflect her beauty on the surface,
only to be put into shame...
oblivious to her surroundings,
slowly she unwraps her pearl white wings,
gently lifting herself into the vast night sky,
until all that remained was a silhouette, a memory...
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