The moonlight shimmers upon the water
And the river flows silently, ever running
Soon that quiet sound grows louder as the water twists and turns and falls
Your silent river is now a waterfall, basked in moonlight and beckoning
As the sounds of the waterfall slowly recede, it's now a bubbly stream
Until dawn, your stream is basked in silver, ever running, with the sounds of the night.
The Real Twilight Shadow [VV]
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