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Darkness crawls across the land Sleepy children lay down their heads If only sleep could come so easily To those with wondering heads The stars are out Though clouds hide then from shining bright Now wishes to comfort Lonely travels on deserted roads Dew blankets the grass blades The wholes in my chucks Drink plenty in the puddles My feet trod through To weary to know were my destination lies The wind tries to blow me down Trees moan and shake their leaves Pleading with the wind to subside Praying their roots will hold Clouds turn shades of violets, pinks and red As the morning walks to eases the dark back Back to the back of are minds If only for a short while Moring rays simmer on dew drops Diamonds clinging to blades of grass The tress still their swaying branches Letting the sun sock up the dew that ways them down No matter where I go What rode I take I wind up on these same old rode Were people I don’t know Pass me on the street Staring Staring back I see The mystery that circles around their heads When day turns to night Relation dawns on me Like the father of folk said We are just a one big soul From the trees to the children that lay sleeping in their bead And as children often do we wonder and stare at thinks we find interesting
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