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 Crickets sing lullabies
in uncharted latitudes
where earth meets sky,
butterflies dance
against the tree lined milieu
like a Thomas Kinkade masterpiece
Shadows cower
beneath the shimmering
touch of the moon
Weaving a future
from a tangled past,
trying to erase a life rich in history
Bells toll, the street light flickers
Concrete and cement yards
replaced by soccer moms
and bustling children.
 
 
Writing Prompt: Write a piece inspired by the image above.

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