In this poem ais means a three-toed sloth, we have none in this area.
Eastward toward the creek; sunrise aglow, casting magenta clouds. Tonight's sunset will be our prize Eastward toward the creek sunrise A new day away from the crowds Where the birds sing and there's no ais Eastward toward the creek; sunrise aglow, casting magenta clouds.
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