the call of the owl is an omen of death.
and as the full moon appears, the darkness opens up the wounds.
the believers adn the non-believers even the priest
donned their mourning clothes as the wind whispers in their ears.
"TONIGHT is the FUNERAL of MORALS"
the falling stars are the tears of the sky.
the weeping of the trees echoes in the forest.
the grief of the wind is reflected
on the water's surface as it crosses the lake
calling everyone to the funeral site
"how can i sleep when she is crying"
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