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Night that belonged to a lone cicada that calling

Night that belonged to a lone cicada that calling for love made me feel more lonelier. Moon was silent white beams all-over the street. Stars were sparkles like happy eyes . A yellow flowering tree bowed to greet. An aimless walk suddenly felt meaningful; with buzzing of bugs,    moon and the stars,     and flowering tree. It felt like home and known. The moments were         nothing yet everything. And another nostalgia was born... #nostalgia #thoughts #night #cicada #moon #stars
Night that belonged to a lone cicada that calling for love made me feel more lonelier. Moon was silent white beams all-over the street. Stars were sparkles like happy eyes . A yellow flowering tree bowed to greet. An aimless walk suddenly felt meaningful; with buzzing of bugs,    moon and the stars,     and flowering tree. It felt like home and known. The moments were         nothing yet everything. And another nostalgia was born... #nostalgia #thoughts #night #cicada #moon #stars
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