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Monday, 27 March 2017

Midnight purple


I am a midnight rose I wake up when the midnight moon is out and making me shine so bright. I land on the midnight rose, my wings flicker in the wind. I race others around the track and bends. People see me when they go to the moon and back. Some of the time I could be a mystery to you or a shadow through the night or to some of you a mysterious light. I am midnight purple.


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