In twilight's hush, shadows stretch like whispers,
The soft rustle of leaves dances on the breeze,
Silken petals brush against eager fingertips,
Sweet ripe fruit bursts, a sunlit promise on the tongue,
A warm, earthy scent of rain-soaked soil lingers close
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