Ah, my favorite type of literature... poetry. A sky of Carolina blue... I don't live in Carolina, but that must be as beautiful as New York blue... Calm winds, clear skies... What a peaceful view... Birds and their songs... Dew on the grass... I agree. Peaceful and soothing. Why was the night so sleepless and long? Insomnia? Excitement? This poem is full of beauty... Although, if there's figurative language, I won't figure it out. I am bad at that.
Ah... I believe I have just learned the sense of these types of poems. I will not mention it as I am really not sure yet... Anyway, amazing poem. I love the acorn teaching with no brain. I believe the nonsense is what gives it sense. Ah, I just said what I think the sense is, despite saying I wouldn't. Oh well... Nice job.
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